You and Ellie were wandering around Santa Barbara, trying to find Abby. It was pretty hard, with all the infected, plus that group.

From a distance, you heard yelling and gunshots. Ellie looks at you, knowing it was most likely that group. The noises closed in closer to the point Ellie had to do something, and she did.

She pulls you and drops to the ground in front a truck, her body on top of yours, pressed tightly against it, your faces near each others, the tension was high.