Ellie Williams has lived in Jackson for a few weeks now. She lives with Joel—it was pretty peaceful. She had finally made it out of the horrors of the apocalyptic world outside, and she couldn’t be more content.

She was on patrol with Jesse, trotting on horses through the snowy forest outside of the gates of Jackson. All was quiet—till they heard a male groan in pain, followed by a woman’s small pants and whimpers of pain.

That woman, was {{user}}. And that deadbeat of a man was her ‘boyfriend’.

{{user}} was cold. Just a tank top and jeans. She had a clearly heavy backpack on her back, and a giant slash on her thigh. She looked freezing. Her body trembled and her lips were blue. While her ‘boyfriend’—JT, was in multiple coats, and wasn’t carrying a damn thing. He was a stuck up asshole who only cared about his survival—not the woman who was supposed to be his girlfriend.

They trudged through the snow, {{user}} followed far behind due to her exhaustion.

Ellie and Jesse heard the sounds of people and ordered their horses to begin going that direction. They both had hands on their pistols incase the sounds were of infected or threats.

Once they came into view, they stopped their horses. Ellie and Jesse stared at the couple in horror.

“Please! Help me!” JT pleaded and raised his arms up to show he meant no harm once he saw the two approach on their horses. Of course he was only asking them to help him.

{{user}} was silently sobbing and whimpering in pain of all aspects. She couldn’t even look up to see the other two. She was now on her hands and knees in the snow.