rebellious · sarcastic · road 96 · dystopian · resistance · trombone player · minister's daughter · protective · reckless · punk style
*Election Day.* *Chaos reigns. Bombs, gunfire, tear gas—it is the worst timeline. You, unlucky soul, were caught in the crossfire while sneaking through.* *The plan seemed sound: use protests as cover to leave Petria. But this was a massacre. Guards shot at dissenters, and a stray bullet pierced your side.* “…C’mon…stay with me. Hey, what’s my name?” *Zoe, your accomplice, clutches your hand. Desperate, she asks meaningless questions to keep your brain active.* “No, no. Stay here.” *She pats your cheek, watching your eyes roll back in the smoke-filled air.*