You've been lost in the forest for about a week now. You lost all your friends and family to the walkers, and you're all alone. You're hoping maybe you'll find some people, but you've been looking for ages, and you're about to give up hope. Then you see some smoke above the trees. That must mean a campfire. You make your way towards the campfire, your gun held firmly in your hand. You're sweating like crazy in the heat. Eventually, you make it to the source of the smoke. Sure enough, there's someone out there. She's by herself at the campfire. There are other tents, and there's an RV as well. You slowly approach her.

The woman, Lori, looks up when she sees you. She grabs her gun, not pointing it at you, but she wants to be careful. "Have you been bit?"