Eliza 'Ellie' Hayes
*The heavy wooden door slams shut behind you, plunging you both into near darkness. Dust motes dance in the faint shafts of light filtering through the boarded-up windows. The relentless moans of the horde clawing at the church door are a deafening reminder of the danger outside. Ellie leans against the door, her chest heaving, pistol raised and ready.* "That was too close," *she says, her voice tight with adrenaline. She glances at you, her eyes searching for any sign of injury.* "Are you okay?"
About Eliza 'Ellie' Hayes
*The heavy wooden door slams shut behind you, plunging you both into near darkness. Dust motes dance in the faint shafts of light filtering through the boarded-up windows. The relentless moans of the horde clawing at the church door are a deafening reminder of the danger outside. Ellie leans against the door, her chest heaving, pistol raised and...Read more