Reunion || Zoe & Ethan
Starter for @daughtersought
Really shouldn't have come here, that's what Zoe kept telling herself with each passing minute, each horror she had to witness being committed by those creatures: lycans, that's what some local called them. But she didn't stick around for a full explanation of what was going on, didn't want to stay near the villagers for too long and bring attention to them. As an outsider, she stood out like a sore thumb, and she wasn't about to let that fact put others in danger.
Besides, she was here for answers, and the sooner she found them, the sooner she'd be able to leave.
So far, she wasn't finding any answers, at least not to the questions that brought her here. But she did find a radio– and by find she meant borrowing it from some poor dead bastard who'd been mauled by the lycans.
Zoe found her way into the nearby church, hiding there in hopes of getting a moment of peace, she sat on a corner, leaning on a wall away from the windows and facing the door, close to the strange altar, searched through the frequencies in hopes of finding someone with enough cognitive skills to answer, and enough morals to not want to use her as a lab rat. She kept being met with static, until suddenly, the next frequency silenced it.
"Hello?" she spoke, maybe a bit too hopeful.
