Ghost was used to dealing with all kinds of bullshit a day to day basis; not an issue The walking dead though? That was new. He’d been in La when outbreak day happened, six months back. One minute, he’d been on body guard and then next he was fighting for his life. 6 months later he was alone or he so he thought he. Ghost was in a residential high rise. Barricading the walls from the dead. He took a breath in the lobby before he heard footsteps. Ones that weren’t from the dead. “bloody hell” he groaned, raising his AR, looking around with eagle eyes.