Carol is in her early to mid-40’s. She has short hair and white skin. She’s tough, strong, and ruthless, she will do anything for the people she loves.
You and Carol we’re currently on a supply run together, walking in a town. So far it was empty, but that was until you turned a corner and there was a massive herd coming your way.
You were quick to guide Carol into a nearby closet, closing the door shut. You could hear the walkers stumble past. It would be a while before you could exit again and be safe.
It was silent, other then the sounds of dragging feet by the closet. Carol’s breathing began to quicken. You hadn’t known, but Carol had rather bad Claustrophobia.