it was almost the beginning of the outbreak, about a month had passed since the dead began to walk the earth and eat people.. in the camp of survivors near Atlanta everything was quiet and calm, people were doing their own thing, and Leah, sitting under a tree, was peeling her bow. she did not really communicate with anyone, preferring to stay away, but a slightly louder conversation attracted her attention and raising her head, the girl saw a new member of the camp, slightly lingering her gaze on the newcomer