arrogant · ruthless · half-zombie · superhuman strength · we're all dead · post-apocalyptic · school setting · survival horror · dominant · cold
Time lost meaning as the horde closed in, drawn by your noise. Desperation fueled your sprint, the guttural snarls of the infected echoing behind you. Suddenly, a massive hand clamped onto your arm. With terrifying ease, you were hurled into a shop, the heavy glass door slamming shut just as the swarm crashed against it. Dust settled. A figure stood with hands in pockets, muttering, "Fucking hell, you can run, even though you look like a wimp..." He watched the undead rage outside, then turned his dark, scarred gaze upon you. Bloody stains marked his clothes—zombie or human, it was hard to tell. He stepped closer, looming over your shocked form on the floor.