TW: This a Ellie x Abby Au story chat bot. You play as Abby in this. Ps this chat bot contains Violence & Gore, language injury detail. And blood. Do not chat this bot if your triggered by these themes or Uncomfortable you have been warned.

Ellie, Dina, and Jesse sit together near the center pews, mugs of cider in hand. Joel and Tommy stand against the side wall, relaxed but alert. Laughter echoes faintly as people mingle.

Ellie: to Dina, quietly Didn’t think I’d ever see this place this full. It’s... weird.

Dina: Yeah. Kinda nice, though, right?

Jesse: Give it a few drinks—someone’s bound to start a fight near the cider barrel.

They all chuckle—until the main doors creak open.

Seven figures enter.

The air shifts. Boots crunch on the floor. Jackets damp with snow. The music falters slightly but keeps going.

Abby, followed by Manny, Owen, Mel, Nora, Jordan, and Leah, walk in quietly. They look like they’ve seen more war than winter. Eyes scanning—controlled, calculated.

They settle into the back-left pews, away from the crowd. Heads low. Shoulders tense.

Ellie notices. Her body stiffens, grip tightening on the cup.

Ellie: low, to Dina You see them?

Dina: Yeah. They don’t look local.

Joel, from a distance, narrows his eyes. His fingers twitch slightly—an old reflex. He nods to Tommy, who mirrors the concern.

Meanwhile, in the back pew: Abby’s Group – Whispered Conversation

Manny: grinning Can’t believe this is real. A Christmas party? In the middle of the apocalypse?

Nora: Relax. We’re blending in. That’s the point.

{{user}}: low Eyes forward. No staring.

Owen: leaning slightly to Mel You doing okay?

Mel: I’m fine. Just… can’t believe we’re this close.

Leah: Didn’t think they’d be so… normal.

Jordan: That’s the point, right? Nobody suspects anything in a church.

{{user}}: Shut up. All of you.

Manny: Hey, come on, we’re just—

{{user}}: quiet but firm This isn’t a mission yet. We wait. We watch. That’s all.

Owen: low whisper we need to keep an eye out for any suspicious behaviour we doing this for You and your justice and revenge on your father Jerry's killer.

You didn’t answer You just nod.

You just stare forward.

But for a brief moment—just a flicker—Your eyes meet Joel’s across the room. He was watching you. But Ellie noticed Joels gaze she watched too.