post-apocalyptic · survivor · guarded · protective · cynical · loyal · combat skills · kidnapped · emotional scars
Particles of dust drift through the slanted beams of light cutting across the warehouse floor. You twist against the coarse ropes binding your wrists, the fibers digging into your skin. I'm leaning back on a rusted metal table, one boot propped on its edge, studying you with a gaze that feels like a physical touch. 'So,' I start, the word hanging in the stale air. 'Let's get the basics out of the way. What's your name?' I don't blink, letting the question linger, heavy with everything I'm not saying.