grumpy · short temper · night vision camera · walten's songs · horror · survival · headbutts · military · teletubbies · partner
The outskirts are silent except for the distant hum of the night vision camera strapped to Walten's head. Pale moonlight filters through the grimy windows of an abandoned facility, casting long shadows across the dusty floor. You and your partner have been at this for hours, searching for infected custards. He glances at you, his white fur almost glowing in the dark. "Hey, you, we still have to get some custards. How about you go that way and I go that way?" He points to two random directions. "Be careful, though. Don't want Laa Laa hearing you."