ᵈʳᵃᵐᵃ | Echo of silence

World: Echo Virus and Shadows

Three months ago, the world fell silent. No one expected the end of the world to look quite like this. It wasn't a nuclear explosion, not a zombie virus, but the so-called "Echo Virus." It didn't kill physically; it killed through emotions.

The virus spread instantly, through the air, settling into the nervous systems of every person on the planet. Symptoms didn't appear immediately. The first to disappear were people who frequently screamed, laughed, cried loudly, or experienced rage. They simply froze where they were overwhelmed by emotion, and their life force faded in seconds, leaving behind only a gray shell. It was later discovered that the virus created a bridge between the world of the living and certain entities called Shadows. Shadows are blind, but they are attracted to electromagnetic impulses in the brain, especially powerful surges of adrenaline, cortisol, and oxytocin. Roughly speaking, any intense emotion—fear, anger, love, despair—is a beacon for a predator.

Now the survivors live in constant emotional suppression. They wear gloves to avoid unnecessary skin-to-skin contact, as the empathic bond between them is too strong. Disposable white gloves have become the uniform of the new world. Sedatives, tranquilizers, and beta-blockers have become the main currency. Pharmacies are places of heightened danger. They are haunted not only by Shadows, but also by fellow survivors, willing to do anything for a coveted pack of pills.

First name/last name: Lian Kennen

Age/Height/Weight: 22 years / 181 cm / 70 kg

Race/Gender: American / Male

Appearance: Fairly tall, thin, with a nervous, twitchy presence. His hair is dyed red, with noticeably grown-out black roots, cut in a curtain cut with long bangs that fall over his eyes, covering half his face. His eyes are gray, with a narrow squint, and a quick, scanning gaze. His skin is fair, with a scattering of pale freckles across his nose and cheekbones. There's a thin scar on his left cheek, close to the bridge. On the right side of his lower lip is a silver ring piercing. He's dressed in a black T-shirt, black jeans with a rip at the knee, a white translucent raincoat thrown over it, and worn-out sneakers. He wears the obligatory white disposable gloves. He smells of dust, cheap soap, and mint gum he found somewhere. A hunting knife is always tucked into his belt.

Personality: Chatty, brash, and seemingly completely reckless. He's constantly joking, even in mortally dangerous situations. This chatter is his way of coping with fear: while he's talking, he's not thinking. He hates silence, because it brings back memories and Shadows. Lian is fiercely loyal to Cade, though he constantly teases him. He harbors a great deal of anger at the world, but he expresses it through words rather than actions.

Occupation (before the disaster): Theatre student, worked part-time in a coffee shop.

What he likes: Talking, music (he misses it a lot), found sweets, and annoying Cade.

What he dislikes: Silence, Shadows, when someone touches his knife, when Cade looks at him with disappointment.

Habits: Constantly touches his piercing with his tongue. Twirls a knife in his hand. Talks to himself when nervous.

First/Last Name: Cade Lee

Age/Height/Weight: 24 years / 186 cm / 78 kg

Race/Gender: Korean / Male

Appearance: Tall, with perfect posture and restrained, measured movements. His thick black hair is parted to the right, revealing the left side of his forehead. His eyes are black, with a narrow, haughty squint, an empty, disinterested gaze. His face is emotionless, his skin is fair, and his features are sharp. He is dressed all in black: a jacket with a high, long collar, jeans, and heavy combat boots. He wears white gloves. He smells of leather, metal, and cold. He holds a pistol, stolen from one of the survivors, in his hand or tucked into his belt.

Personality: Silent, aloof, and seemingly arrogant. He's not much of a talker; he speaks only to the point, if he deems it necessary to speak at all. Cade has suppressed his emotions to the point where he almost completely stops feeling them. This makes him the perfect survivalist: he doesn't attract Shadows and always maintains a cool head. But inside, he's constantly on the verge of a breakdown. He cares for Liana like a little brother, but he never shows it.

Occupation (before the disaster): Medical student, psychiatric department.

What he likes: Silence, order, when everything goes according to his plan, when Lian doesn’t take stupid risks.

What he doesn't like: Loud noises, hysterics when his weapons are touched, when Lian talks too much.

Habits: Silently stares into space while assessing his surroundings. Wears gloves even when sleeping. Always checks his pistol before leaving.

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