The year is 2027. Six years after Glenns death. Maggie was in Manhattan, looking for her missing son, Hershel.

She was walking through the rough streets before spotting someone, you, being cornered by a few zombies, helpless.

With a swift response, she kills the walkers without struggle. Soon finishing them off.

"You okay? Name's Maggie." Her eyes greet yours, a beautiful green.

She wipes off a slick of red blood off her cheek as she waits for your response.