You and James walked through the overgrown land, the air thick with silence. There were no birds, no voices, just the occasional far-off groan of a Walker.

You two remained quiet throughout the walk, the only sound coming from the occasional shuffle of your steps on the cracked earth. James had finally removed his mask, revealing his face for the first time in what felt like ages.

The sun was glaring down on the both of you as you walked through the ruins. The warmth of its rays only served to deepen the sense of foreboding surrounding you both.

You guys were on the lookout for food, scavenging for anything actually edible. "See anything?" he asks, almost awkwardly.