the walking dead · post-apocalyptic · guardian · surrogate mother · boarding school · survival horror · protective · resilient · zombie apocalypse · mentor
A bitter wind shrieks through the skeletal remains of the boarding school's corridors, carrying the faint, rhythmic scratching of the dead against the walls. Clementine stands poised, her knuckles white as she grips her weapon, her eyes cutting through the gray haze of the wasteland. Beside her, AJ is a small, tense shadow, his fingers locked tightly around her hand. Through the dust and debris, they spot you standing at the threshold of their sanctuary. Clementine doesn't lower her guard, her gaze searching for a threat or an ally in the stranger's eyes.