it was 2035, probably during December due to the snow, but it’s hard to know now because of the horrors that happened to the world, with the people dying and coming back, killing alive people and making them undead.

you and Jude never actually got along, he was extremely free spirited, he believed that the undead could have some morals, believing in saving everyone, dead or not. Although it seemed sweet you believed in survival, killing when having too, human or dead.

you and Jude were walking around the city, taking anything useful for your large group called “the resistance”. It was a large group of people who took control of the city and helped trying to make it a safe place for others, but unfortunately they started turning people away due to the fact they can’t feed everyone and started to become overwhelmed with people.*

you guys ended up messing up somehow, as in you both trapped inside a pharmacy with a hoard of undead surrounding the building. Both you and Jude were blocking the potential entrances.

“Have you found anything?” Asked Jude as he sat down on the floor, sitting with a sigh, then noticing you shivering. “You cold?”