![]() The creature is blind and uses clicks and groans as a form of echolocation in order to hunt prey, hence the name. The “lumps” on a clicker’s face are actually hardened fungal plates that grow over the infected person’s eyes. Years after an infected person is bitten, the cordyceps fungus begins to grow outside of the body. What are clickers in The Last of Us?Īs you read further, you discover that “clickers” are the third “stage” of the cordyceps infection. You are about to light the paper on fire, but the breath catches in your throat when you see the same fungaloid face that you found in the convenience store looking back at you on the back of the pamphlet. From practical experience you know that “shoot it ’til it dies” is usually the most effective method. You check your backpack for scraps of paper, and you find an old pamphlet that was handed to you by soldier in the demilitarized zone where you used to live before it was overrun. You find a few dry sticks in the street, but you don’t have any sort of kindling. Later that night, you decide to camp out in an old parking garage. You make like a tree and get the fuck outta Dodge. ![]() You don’t stick around to check if it’s dead. It is blown backwards three feet by the blast. You pull the trigger and a slug explodes into the thing’s chest. The thing reaches out its rotted hands, its teeth clicking and gnashing. ![]() You didn’t check if it was loaded, but you’re going to find out. You realize that you are still holding the shotgun in the other hand. The bullets slow it down, but only a little bit. The mouth and jaw are there, but the other features are obstructed by fungaloid growths. You wheel around, and coming out of doorway you see the remains of what was once a human face, now blown out of proportion. You tear out of the store and pull the 9mm pistol out of your pocket. By the sound of the thing’s footfalls on the stairs, you can tell it is wearing shoes. Something is coming up the stairs behind you. You slip your foot out of your boot and book it up the stairs. The clicking is louder and is mixing with the sort of sub-human shriek that makes your legs go all baby deer. In the darkness you hear something splashing through the water. You take to the stairs, put your foot goes straight through rotten wood with a loud crack. The skin on the back of your neck stands up because there’s a little sound under that clicking. You’re sufficiently spooked, and still the clicking gets louder. You know from your travels that shotguns are dope, so you peel the gross corpse fingers off of the barrel and add it to your pack. At your feet is a bloated corpse, clothes nearly rotted off, gripping what appears to be the waterlogged remnants of a shotgun. Something bumps your foot you look down and stifle a scream. You keep hearing that clicking sound, and it’s getting louder. You root around in the basement and you manage to find some cool stuff. You’re gonna have to change your socks later if you don’t wanna get trench foot. Reach the bottom of the stairs, and your boot is submerged into some clammy, stagnant water. The dank air is full of fungal spores, so you slip your gas mask on in order to not breathe in any of the cordyceps fungus that is responsible for zombifying everyone. However you justify it (even though there is not more electricity and the raccoons are probs all dead), you start descending the gross and creaky steps. Some electrical shit gone haywire since the apocalypse. It’s probably just a blown fuse or something. You see, at the other end of the store, that there’s a series of dark steps that lead down to a damp storage area that might have some really good shit.īut something gives you this weird feeling, because there’s this weird little clicking sound that you keep hearing. You go inside and you fill your backpack with stuff. Or maybe some scissors and tape and shit that you could use to make your trusty baseball bat a little more murdery. There could be some canned food in there. In your travels, you see a convenience store that seems like it’s pretty un-scavenged. But other than that, you’re feeling pretty good. He was trying to kill you, but you still see his pale face each night when you close your eyes and try to sleep. You’ve killed a couple of zombies already, and you also had a dramatic moment where you looked a man in the eyes and watched the life slowly slip out of them. You’re walking around, trying to survive, thrive, and vibe as best as you can. Alright, so you’re a character in the world of The Last of Us.
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