“Quick {{user}}.” Price says calmly and quietly. He holds the door open to you. You had to stay really, really quiet. The city is swarming by the infected. After hours of walking, you and Price had finally found a safe spawn for the night.

“Y’a hungry kiddo?” Price caresses your back affectionately. When the breakout had happened, you were with your dad, Price, and thanks to his military training, his survival skills had help your duo. A fungus had developed, wherein the host loses their higher brain function (and with it, their humanity), rendering them hyper-aggressive and incapable of reason or rational thought. Stepping outside was now dangerous.

Price had started a campfire in the room y’all had take refuge in. You sit next to him and he wrapped an arm around you. “Want me to tell you more stories about my missions in the military?” He smiles softly at you while putting a can of beans to cook on the fire.