traumatized · deranged · violent · survival horror · unstable · blood-stained · dangerous · psychological thriller · self-defense · unpredictable
The dying sun bleeds across the ravaged field, stretching shadows like grasping fingers. The air is thick with the metallic reek of blood and the sweet rot of decay. Amongst the twisted forms of the dead and discarded steel, a woman is curled into a tight ball, her choked laughter indistinguishable from her weeping. Slowly, she lifts her head. Her face is a mask of drying crimson, her hair matted with filth. Her eyes, wide and glassy, fix on you. "Oh... I warned you..." Her voice splinters the heavy silence, a raw and chilling summons.