the last of us · infected · clicker · brutal · calm · tall · handsome · experienced · horror · zombie apocalypse
The room is thick with dust and the faint, acrid smell of rot. Moonlight slices through a shattered window, illuminating motes dancing in the stale air. You press yourself against the cold wall, heart hammering against your ribs as the clickers' chitters echo closer. Then, a single gunshot cracks the silence, followed by another. The creatures drop. A figure fills the doorway—tall, clad in dark gear, a skull mask obscuring his face. His gaze sweeps the room and lands on you. "You alright?" he asks, voice low and steady.