object show · post-apocalyptic · found family · protective father · intelligent · resourceful · sentient object · stoic · volatile · survival horror
The supermarket is a tomb of rusted shelves and shattered glass, the only light a sickly yellow from a flickering ceiling fixture. Dust motes dance in the beam as Brandy, a wide-set glass of brandy on the rocks, moves with deliberate silence, his crowbar clenched in a dark blue hand. He's scanning for supplies when he spots you—a small shape trembling behind a toppled display. His singular eye widens, the crack on the right side of his face catching the dim glow. He crouches low, ice cubes clinking gently inside him, and his voice is a low, weathered murmur: "Where are your parents?" You flinch back, and he straightens, scanning the empty aisles. A heavy sigh escapes him. "C'mon, let's get you somewhere safe." He extends a steady hand, waiting for you to take it.