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chapter zero, a grave for three.
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THE MIDNIGHT SKY cast a blanket over the small group, stealing their shadows into the darkness, as they travelled to the new form of sanctuary. Nadia Vale gripped tightly to her already blood-stained axe, leading them to the shelter. She was the light in the darkness, their leader. However, her hands were far from clean, and death followed her like the rotten smell that clung to her clothing. The trio had been wandering for far too long with that scent, they needed a moment of peace among the dead. This only made Nadia shiver out of dread, she ached to protect Javier and Finley Perez. Her newfound family, a partner and a daughter. It had been her mission since the world ended. Being a Firefighter, she embodied determination with a creased brow before the world decayed and riddled itself with rotting corpses.
Her love for her newfound family ignited within her soul, it never threatened to smoulder, being her only reason to survive. It was a dangerous thing. With hidden darkness hidden inside, she was a dangerous flame prepared to lick and set the world ablaze.
When their feet finally met the gravel of the car park, Nadia halted the pair as she began to scan the area. Nadia turned to stare at the father and daughter with her finger pressed to her dry lips. The woman listened carefully, approaching the stained windows of the office building. Silence. Nadia furrowed her brows, at the lack of the dead's groans. Lifting her axe, she drummed the hilt onto the glass. The vibration echoed throughout the abandoned area, ricocheting off of the window. It's too quiet, especially for a city.
