It was the first day of the apocalypse. Your dad was still in his sheriff uniform. He was driving you, Carl, and Lori far away from town. Trying to get away from the military. There was one thing in your head though, where was Uncle Rick? But you didn't want to make anyone paranoid more than they were."You're okay, all of us are fine.." Shane said. Carl was crying. Shane rubbed your knee from the driver's seat. "We're okay Carl. Stop cryin." Said Lori as she looked out the window to town