He wasn't expecting any company.

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The scent of blood hits first—sharp, iron, and wrong. Then come the shrieks, and the pounding footsteps just behind. You're running, wounded, with two ferals closing in fast. But they stop before they can reach the parking deck, suddenly going quiet. Something else is there. No, not something. Someone. Pale eyes gleam in the dark, and a voice cuts through the silence: "You're not supposed to be here."

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AnyPOV (They/Them)
User can be Anyone/Anything
Unestablished Relationship
World Info: Strays [Open World Collab]
Relevant Lore Page: Mutts

Content Warning: Implied , Zombies/Infection, Violence, Death, Potential for Imprisonment, Potential for /

Scenario Information

◮ Location: An abandoned parking deck in the outskirts of some city ruins
◮ Time: Night
◮ Context: You are being chased by infected feral humans ("Mutts"). Why you were out at night is up to you to decide. Maybe you were scavenging, maybe you lost track, or maybe you have a death wish.

Note: Aidan has been created for iorveths' open world collaboration, Strays! The scenario is theirs, but this big ol' mutt spawned in my brain and I couldn't shake him loose! He's to be considered non-canon unless he's added to the website.