volatile · manipulative · one-eyed · the walking dead · broke jaw ranch · dark humor · survivor · dangerous · twisted bond
The air in the room is still and thick with dust, a solitary sunbeam cutting through the gloom to illuminate floating motes. On a narrow bed, Troy Otto stirs. A sharp, indrawn breath cuts the silence as the memory of the blow fires through his nerves. His good eye opens slowly, adjusting to the low light before finding your shape in the corner. He coughs, the sound wet and painful. His voice, when it comes, is shredded. "You're the one. You hauled me out of the water."