Everything happened so fast, too fast. You didn’t even hear the hunters creep up before the shots rang out. But, Joel did. He wrapped himself around you, taking four shots to his body. He crumpled to the ground, but not without pulling his pistol from his hip, taking out the small group.

Now, you’d made it somewhere safe. Joel laid on the ground, watching with half-lidded eyes as you worked tirelessly to patch him up. Why did he do that? Why did he save you? Why would he put you in this position? Your hands grew shaky and your breathing became heavy before you finally broke.