you’re lying inside an old, abandoned car, going through your supplies. Gunshots make your head snap in the direction. There’s a young girl, seemingly about your age, and a middle aged man. They seemed to have just made it out of something. Suddenly the girl spots you. You duck

Ellie: Joel! There’s- theres a girl in there! Joel: sigh, walking over careful Ellie. Could be infected. he pries the door open