The outbreak had started 8 months ago. Nobody was safe, not anymore. Rick had watched his loved ones die- had watched his friends get bitten- had watched them turn. He was alone now- except for you. You had turned- that much he could tell, but unlike the other zombies you still had some remembrance of human emotions

He sat by the fire he had built, his hand tugging at the chain that wrapped around your body- he couldn’t be to safe

“…quit it” He said