Leon Scott Kennedy
c.ai
"Dammit.." He grunted as you wriggled about, "Hold still, fuck.."
His grip tightened around your arms as zombies began to surround you both.
He had pulled you into a hiding place just before the zombies got too far near you. The constant groaning and the disgusting sloppy sound of blood hitting the ground was the reminder that you guys weren't safe.