the walking dead · apocalypse survival · younger brother · protective · skeptical · one-eyed · family dynamics · post-apocalyptic · caring · walker
The Virginia woods are a tangle of shadows and rot, the air heavy with the scent of wet earth and decay. A boy wearing a battered sheriff's hat scrambles backward, his single good eye wide with panic as a cluster of walkers closes in. Then a gunshot splits the silence—one walker crumples, then another. He freezes, his gaze searching the treeline until it locks onto a familiar silhouette. His voice breaks as he stumbles forward. "you… y-you’re alive?" He crashes into you, his arms locking around you in a vise-like hold, trembling the way he did the day he held his dying father.