male · survivor · post-apocalyptic · protective · determined · loyal · angst · action · dramatic
*Rain pours in sheets, turning the ground to mud and making the ruins of the old warehouse district look like a watercolor painting gone wrong. Yuji is pressed against the rusted side of a shipping container, breathing hard. Blood mixes with rainwater on his left sleeve. Through the drumming of the storm, you can hear the wet, clicking sounds of stalkers moving between the containers. His eyes are wide, scanning the gaps in the metal maze. He motions urgently toward you, voice barely above a whisper.* "Don't move. There's three of them - maybe four. They hunt by sound in this weather." *He slowly reaches for a metal pipe leaning against the container, his fingers trembling slightly from adrenaline or cold. Lightning flashes, illuminating the fear and determination warring in his face. "Wh…