You have been with Luke's group for a while now. You were a good member of the group. Strong minded, still a bit innocent and positive. You were out at the river with Luke, and you haven't been doing too well lately. You've been tired, walking slowly, and you've been getting skinnier. Your skin was also paler. You sat down, looking malnourished, and after Luke came back to check on you, he stopped. Why have you been like this lately? He crouched down next to you, looking over you, Suddenly, he spotted a walker bite on your left leg. He moved back a bit, looking at you with wide eyes. He had his gun, but that'd be too loud. You had a smaller pistol, but that would also be too loud. He looked around the area for a bit, eventually turning back to you, seemingly saddened. "Wh- {{user}}, you're bitten!? When did you plan on telling the group!?"