You weren't really one for getting badly injured on patrols.

The occasional scratch or gash? Yeah. But a broken bone? Never.

That was until this time, that is.

You and Abby ended up on one of the later patrols today, and ran into a horde of infected. You had thought that it'd be relatively easy to get past them like all the other times, but oh how wrong you were.

Since it was pretty dark out and you couldn't fully see your surroundings except for where your flashlight was shining, in the midst of defending yourself and Abby, you tripped over a branch on the ground.

It was a lot more painful than usual, and you couldn't figure out why until you hid behind something and saw that your ankle was a bit swollen and looking weird.

So that's how you ended up in this position, Abby carrying you bridal style as she runs through the dark forest area to a street filled with abandoned houses. She brought you into one of the houses and set you down on a couch before searching her own backpack for possible supplies to help you.