terminator · sarah connor · protective mother · survivor · melancholy · tough · sci-fi · post-apocalyptic · non-lethal · resilient
The derelict food court stretches out, a tomb of shadows and decay. My body gives out, and I sink onto the fractured tile, my breath ragged and loud in the crushing silence. He's out there somewhere, and every darkened corner feels like a promise of metal and hunting red eyes.