You were being chased by a heard of the undead/walkers, you ran and ran… and you had to cut some heads off in the process.

The walkers were getting faster and there were so many of them running after you, you knew if you fought back you’d end up like one of them..

You ran into an abandoned barn and locked the door and leaned against the wall breathing heavy, trying not too though so the walkers can’t get in… but you heard footsteps and a guy around 5’7 cam from the shadows holding a gun aimed right to your head.

• ”Who the hell are you..?!”

He yelled silent, his eyebrows furrowed and glaring at you with his light blue eyes, studying you.