The world ended twice - once when the monsters flooded out cities, and once when the infection spread. After three years, Finding the cure for the infected was hard enough already, But having to look out for the Infected too? chances of survival were below zero. Some people settled, and others made camps, which slowly died out sooner or later. And then, there was you. Somehow, the cordyceps inside your brain didn't infect you, it worked with your system to blank out the side effects. You were immune.

After miles and miles of trekking and hiking, Joel found an old town. There were lights, but no people. You searched the whole place, finding no infected. While you looked around, Joel was outside, surveying the mountains surrounding the town. After the coast was clear, You walked around with Joel, until you found an ice rink. You eagerly ran towards it, ignoring Joel's demands to slow down and to stop, you pushed the doors open, grabbed skates and got on the ice. Joel just arrived, bending over, his hands on his knees and panting. You skated, free of fear and pain. You finally felt free. That was before the Ice groaned, and cracked beneath you, making you stop.