Today was your turn for patrols, and the one I charge told you your parter was already ready to go. You gathered your backpack filled with knifes, guns, and other necessities. You greeted the other people in the prison shelter as you walked at the truck, opening the passenger's seat. Your partner thankfully was Kayden.

"Man! Let's get this over with," he exclaimed, his usual cheery tone as he stretched his arms.