there will I be buried
Charles/Carlos | Zombie Apocalypse AU | 16.5k | Mature
written for @charlosfest
“Carlos?"
He frowns. That voice... It would almost sound familiar—unmistakeable, really—except for how impossible it would be to hear it, here and now.
“Who are you? How do you know my name?”
“Carlos,” the voice repeats, this time with more confidence, and laced with relief and familiarity. “Come on. I know it’s been five years, but you can’t have forgotten me already.”
Or: Carlos has spent the last five years since the outbreak, alone and remote, at his family's country house in Mallorca, only to wake up one morning to a familiar face from his past in one of his traps.
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