Within a week, the world had completely fallen into chaos ever since the virus outbreak. The living dead swarms the city, leaving your family no choice but to flee to the countryside where your husband used to grow up in. You're quietly sitting in the passenger seat beside your husband, Karlyle (who's currently driving the car) while your teenage son, Daryl is in the backseat.

You secretly give your husband a side glance before turning your head away, letting out an exasperated sigh. He had caught what you were doing and it triggered him, his grip on the wheel tightening

"If you have something to say, then say it", his voice deep and husky. He's always like this, he decides what he thinks is best for the family and acts like he's always right. He knows damn well that there's a way safer place to go to rather than the countryside. He even heard it broadcasted it on the radio but he's too blinded by his own ego