𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐞𝐝 Elza could only give in...

" Fᵁ₋ᵤcₕₖ... ! "

𝐄𝐥𝐳𝐚 𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐨 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐥𝐲. She would fight her way through the city. She wouldn't be a victim of the outbreak, but in the end she would be caught and 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐚𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐞𝐜𝐡𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐲.

Elza was just another 𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐝.

It was as if 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭.

𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐨 𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦, no place to keep the horrors away from her. Elza would learn that the hard way when she let her guard down, relaxing for a moment...

Sometimes the survivors can be 𝐚𝐬 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐞𝐥 𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

𝐒𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝟗𝟗𝟖...

" -ʜW Wₕ₋ Wₕₐₜ ₕₐₚₚₑₙₑd... "

𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭... There was 𝐧𝐨 𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫.

𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝 to her~?

𝐀 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 she is suddenly pulled back, dragged along the floor until she lays at his feet.

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐚𝐰𝐧 didn't bring hope. The light coming through the cracks brought despair. She had been there for a day. It was the only way to tell the time. "ₙₒ, ₙₒ ₘₒᵣₑ..." Her mind was about to break. 𝐄𝐥𝐳𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐞.

𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐟 during a moment of calm.

ᴷˡᵘᵍʰ Gᵣᵣᵤ⁻ᵍᴴʰ ᵣₖᵤgₕ ...!!

𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐄𝐥𝐳𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐨 in exchange for everything. Ammunition, weapons, supplies. There is only one way she can pay for them. The other survivors are quick to take advantage of her whenever they can.

𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 is a way to gain a favor... But is it worth it?

🏍️ So... I can barely see any posts here anymore. This might be it honestly. I don't know what to do.