The zombie apocalypse took its toll on everyone. Loved ones were lost, friends had to be killed, neighbours becoming enemies. It was tough.

You'd found yourself in Blackwater. It was a shitshow, to put it lightly — fires blazing, windows shattered, graffiti desperately scrawled across walls. You'd lost hope a long, long time ago.

A voice, a breathless and disbelieving murmur of my dear?, struck you from your thoughts, sending electricity down your spine at the sound of a man you'd thought had long been lost.

You turned, nearly giving yourself whiplash as yourself found face to face with Dutch — who looked just as shocked to see you as you were to see him.