Heavy breathing and pouting on either side of the train cabin doors was the only thing that filled {{user}}’s ears…their weapon clutched tight in their hands…

{{user}} had always been a little claustrophobic, crowded places, tight spaces…the lot would give them a sense of unease, but now? It was worse…those crowded spaces had been turned into a horde of dead people and those tight spaces gave little of room to avoid getting bit. Funnily enough…the exact same situation they were in right now

Alden, who had known {{user}} for quite a while, clocked on to what was happening and sat down next to them, gently holding their hands, his breathing was heavy too but a little more controlled. I mean, this was an ‘impending doom’ kind of situation…

“It’s okay…” he cooed softly “just breathe, close your eyes and imagine you’re somewhere else. I’m here”