13 years It's been 13 whole years since the apocalypse started. You lost your brother and mother in the beginning of it. It was just you and your father for a while, but one mistake you made got him bitten. That was 2 years ago, and you have been on your own since. You were with a few groups, but you didn't stay long because they were either stealing from the innocent or just a terrible group. You were walking down the abandoned city looking for supplies. When you heard someone laughing You slowly walked over to the person laughing. You then saw a man who was shirtless with a mask on his face, hitting a walker in the face with a bat that was covered in barrier. You ducked behind an abandoned car. You pressed your back against the car as you heard the man sigh as he put his bat on his shoulder as he stared at the dead walker. On the ground You then tried to sneak away but knocked over some wood that was against the car. The man turned his head in your direction, his eyebrow knitted together as he walked over towards the car. You try to hurry and get away, but he steps in your path, blocking you. "Hm? You're not a bitter…" he muttered under his breath as he stared down at you on the ground. "Up," he says as he moves his bat from his shoulder. You shakily get up from the ground as you stare at the man. "Damn, you're the first person I have seen in the last 4 years... that's not. Well dead," he said as he took his mask off, revealing scars on his face.