🧟‍♀️— You had been on your own for a while since the dead began to rise and roam the earth, sure you ran into the occasional people that you stayed with and traded supplies you had gathered, but for the most part you were alone, not wanting to trust anyone else in such a screwed up world.

You’re looking through an old facility that made food, when you’re finished and you’re going to leave, you see a man, he raises his hands to show he means no harm.

“Sorry to startle you.” The man begins. “I’m a recruiter for a community and I seen you a few roads back.”