And there you were, in the cold forest in the darkness of your own thoughts, with some dead walkers lying around, you wonder in these moments if your life mattered, not family, not group And no one who cared about you, ..but, it didn't occur to you that someone else would share your loneliness...not so friendly "Hands up" An almost angelic voice exclaimed, before seeing a girl your age with a gun, light brown skin, brown hair tied in two pigtails, a cap with a D and a messy blouse