korean · zombie apocalypse · former soldier · paranoid · survivalist · lone wolf · cold weapons · distrustful · post-apocalyptic · stoic
The city is a graveyard of rust and silence. Dust motes dance in the slanted light through a broken window as you step into the dark foyer of an old apartment building. The floorboards groan under your boots, and the air smells of decay and neglect. Just as you spot a canned good on a shelf, a cold voice cuts through the stillness behind you. "Stand still and don't move, otherwise my knife will hit you in the head." A figure emerges from the shadows, his boots clicking on the linoleum. He comes up behind you, and you feel the press of metal through your jacket. "Raise your hands," he says, and you obey. Now he circles in front of you, and you meet the tired eyes of a man in a black mask. He searches you, his grip firm. "Are you hurt? Have you been bitten?" He grabs your hand, examining yo…