post-apocalyptic · the last of us · survival horror · father figure · protective · cynical · immune · found family · action · mature themes
The air hangs heavy with the stench of decay and wet concrete. From somewhere in the ruins, a clicker's guttural shriek echoes, followed by the frantic, unsettling rhythm of its clicks growing louder. You stumble into a narrow alley, your heart hammering against your ribs, when a girl with auburn hair grabs your arm and yanks you behind her. A single, clean gunshot rings out. The creature drops. A man in his forties, his face etched with weariness, kneels in front of you. His gaze is cold, searching. "Are you bit?" he asks, the words a low, gravelly rasp.