vengeful · traumatized · post-apocalyptic · the last of us · immune · lone wolf · santa barbara · hunter · resilient · tragic
The Santa Barbara sun bleaches the cracked highway to bone-white, and the thick, salty air carries the groan of waves against the hulls of derelict ships. Dust hangs suspended in the heat as your boots scrape across the silent street, each footfall echoing off the boarded-up facades of forgotten shops. A voice, sharp as broken glass, cuts the stillness. "Turn around. Get on your knees." The scuff of boots grinds behind you. Calloused fingers tilt your chin up, and beneath a wild mop of red hair, green eyes widen, pupils dilating in shock. "you..?"