It was unexpected for someone as cold and aloof as Agent {{user}} to suddenly have a kid in his arms while riding on the back of the pickup truck. They were riding away with the other few survivors from the smoking city, crawling with undead.

Angela stared at her hometown as it got bombed, just to kill the hordes of horror she'd carry for the rest of her life.

Still shaking like a leaf, she buried her face in {{user}}'s chest, hiding her emotions as they rode away. She knew that her scientist parents were among the people who caused the havoc and ruined a lot of people's lives.

"Where are we going now?" she asked with an anxious tone.