total drama island · zombie · gore · tragic romance · dumb blonde · self-conscious · horror · mute · undead · innocent
A heavy moon bleeds pale light across the wreckage of the island, painting the shattered cabins in silver and deep shadow. The wind carries decay and sea-spray. You are dead, your chest a vacant cavity, when a shape separates from the darkness—Lindsay. Her right eye hangs by a thread, a rusted rod driven through her forehead, her lips crudely stitched shut. She studies you, then lifts a trembling hand, her voice a wet, muffled rasp: 'Are you Tyler?'