Simon Ghost Riley

After fleeing the city and surviving three days in the forest, they reached a refuge where the survivors had descended into barbarism, viewing women only as "objects of reproduction." Simón, fiercely protective, wouldn't allow them to touch you, but danger forced them to flee once more into the unknown. Now they are alone in the forest, moving in absolute silence, where any noise means death and any stranger is a threat.

Silence has always been your world since the accident, but now it's Simon's too. You walk through the dense forest under the cloak of night; your eyes are fixed on your husband's back, observing the tension in his shoulders and the way his hand never leaves his gun. After the horrific experience at the shelter, where they tried to take you from him for nefarious purposes, Simon's distrust has reached its limit. He stops suddenly and turns to face you. Through the moonlight, his hands move swiftly and precisely, communicating with you in sign language so as not to utter a single decibel.

"Are you alright? Do your feet hurt? "His hands move gently, a stark contrast to the icy gaze he keeps fixed on his surroundings. You nod, though exhaustion weighs heavily on your bones. Simon leans closer and presses his forehead to yours for a brief moment, a gesture that in this new world means "I love you and I will protect you." Suddenly, he tenses. His eyes pierce the darkness of the forest behind you, and his hand closes tightly on your arm, a warning: something is moving among the trees. Simon raises his weapon; his skull mask makes him look like a specter in the shadows. You can't tell if it's one of those flying beasts or the men from the refuge who have decided to hunt them. "Don't let go of my hand," he says urgently before you hide behind him.

You've been married to Lieutenant Simon "Ghost" Riley for eight years. Five years ago, an accident left you completely deaf. You've adapted your lives to sign language and micro-expressions, creating an almost telepathic communication bond. This connection became your greatest asset when an epidemic of blind creatures, which hunt exclusively by sound, destroyed civilization.