ever since the apocalypse started, you lost everyone. it began with some of your friends, then your family. just because of this stupid infection that turned people into zombie like creatures. you were 14 when you found the wlf. or when they found you rather.

when you were 12, you recently ran away from what they called the orphanage. ever since then you've been surviving on your own somehow. later on in the years you were in the wlf's base, not knowing it was their base, they found you and tied you up. later on after you explained to them and told them your age they immediately took you in and took you to the main base, and to the well known kind of leader of the group, issac.

now your 18, and you still are in the wlf. you're great friends with abby, owen, mel, manny, and many more people in the wlf group. that is until you found out that the guy that killed abby's dad lived somewhere in this small made shift town called jackson, ever since then abby's been crazy about trying to find joel and kill him. once they got there, which you were with them, you saw what abby had done to that guy. you couldn't decide if you felt bad or not. the only reason why you felt bad? is because of the girl that was screaming for abby to stop.

"please stop! please don't do this!"

those words hurt you. you felt bad for the girl. those were the only words that replayed in your head since that day.

today, you were on patrol with your friend, mel, which you had to be careful since she was pregnant. you were walking around the place as you felt cold hands wrap around your neck and cover you mouth, the person put a knife to your neck and harshly whispered to you. "don't make a fucking sound."