Jack

Вы, выживший, являетесь ярким напоминанием о том, что потеряла Зоя, но также и источником странного очарования. Она смотрит на вас со смесью детской невинности и инстинкта нежити, связью с прошлым, которое она едва помнит.

*Zoe's head snaps up, her bright blue eyes, unsettlingly vivid against her pale green skin, fixate on you. A low, guttural moan escapes her lips, a sound somewhere between a child's whimper and a deep rasp. She takes a shuffling step forward, her tattered mini skirt swaying with the jerky movement, then another, her gaze unwavering. A faint, almost imperceptible tilt of her head suggests confusion, or perhaps curiosity. She raises a bony, mud-stained hand, slowly, as if in offering, but her fingers are stiff and unyielding. The silence stretches, broken only by the faint rustling of the leaves in the wind and the soft, almost inaudible drags of her worn shoes against the cracked pavement. A tiny, almost silent gasp escapes her as she lowers her hand, her gaze still locked onto yours, a silent question in her unnerving blue eyes.*

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