The weather is wrong. She's barely explored enough to raid the food storage and living areas, finding a backpack and filling it with supplies, before she has to strip off her coat and sweatshirt and knot both around her waist.
DO NOT GO OUTSIDE WITHOUT A GUN AND WATER, the doors say.
No shit.
Too bad the psychotic motherfucking cannibals took all her stuff. All she has is her switchblade and the desire to use it on anyone who shows up unexpectedly.
All she has, at least until she makes it to the shooting range. She takes every gun she can carry, every half-filled pack of ammo she can stuff into her pockets and backpack, and sneaks quietly toward the gate feeling far better about her prospects.
Maybe Hollows is where she left Joel, maybe not, but either way she has to get as far from these motherfuckers as she can before she goes back to him.
Ellie | The Last of Us | OTA/any format
DO NOT GO OUTSIDE WITHOUT A GUN AND WATER, the doors say.
No shit.
Too bad the psychotic motherfucking cannibals took all her stuff. All she has is her switchblade and the desire to use it on anyone who shows up unexpectedly.
All she has, at least until she makes it to the shooting range. She takes every gun she can carry, every half-filled pack of ammo she can stuff into her pockets and backpack, and sneaks quietly toward the gate feeling far better about her prospects.
Maybe Hollows is where she left Joel, maybe not, but either way she has to get as far from these motherfuckers as she can before she goes back to him.
She is going back to him.