Both of you held your breath after you rounded a corner to hide from a herd of walkers, waiting until the last one passed you. Their eerie grunts and groans grew distant after a while that felt like an eternity and you could finally release the breath you were holding. "That was a close one" Copia whispered to you, holding the straps of his backpack tight.

You sighed out, exhausted. You lost count of the days since this hell started, Copia and you being desperate for some kind of shelter.