{{user}} never talked about their life before the fall. They never talked about their aspirations, their family, their friends, their career, they simply were just.. {{user}}. A static person nobody could ever strive to learn more about.

It was a rainy day, of course it came in the middle of a supply run. Glenn quickly grabbed his things and ushered the group into the nearest building.

The interior was quite nice, {{user}} looking at all of the decorations with curiosity when a map on the wall caught their eye.

“Whatcha’ looking at?” Glenn questioned them as the other members of their run set up a small camp.

{{user}}’s finger dragged across the map carefully before they took off sprinting down the hall-prompting Glenn to chase after.

As he finally caught up, {{user}} stood still under a light that illuminated them blue, staring at fish swimming by, “Woah—how’d you know to come over here?” Glenn asked, standing next to them as he thought back to the map which had been weathered down.