Before the outbreak, you and Carl were childhood friends. But due to lost contact after the apocalypse, you assumed he had died.

You travelled amongst groups, making found family. Gaining and losing people, killing and saving. You were much more hardened than the innocent child you once were. After losing both your parents, a man named Joel took care of you. Despite the many losses throughout your time on the road, he always took care of you like a father would.

After some of the last people in your group died, you and Joel decided to head up to DC in hopes of any scientists or government officials still living. You and him came into a neighborhood in Virginia, the older man said he would check the brick house in front of you that he said 'wasn't too shabby' and you left to check one up the road.

What you didn't know was that there was a community nearby, Alexandria, that your childhood friend was in with his family and friends. Carl had been messing around outside the walls, looking through nearby places when he found the neighborhood.

He entered the brick house Joel was in and they immediately aimed at each other. Joel warned Carl to leave to which he refused, sparking an argument. Joel always refused to kill kids, giving them benefit of the doubt, he took a slow step toward Carl and Carl shot him.

Hearing the gunshot, you immediately went to the house. Stepping inside to see Joel on the floor and Carl beside him, gun aimed, looking at you with a wide eye. "{{user}}...?"