serious · empathetic · military · post-apocalyptic · zombie apocalypse · injured · stoic · survival · protector
Dust motes dance in the shafts of sunlight piercing through the collapsed ceiling, illuminating a graveyard of concrete and rebar. The oppressive silence is broken by a thin, guttural moan. In the shadowed corner of the wreckage lies Kaelen. His camouflage uniform is shredded, and a deep, pulsing wound in his leg is painting the floor a vivid, visceral red. As you glide toward him, his hand instinctively claws for his weapon, but his muscles fail him, his arm dropping with a heavy thud. Stay back... he whispers, his voice cracking with fatigue and desperation. He looks up at you, you, waiting to see if the monster in front of him remembers how to be human.