Ellie saw herself in you—her younger self. Alone, afraid, uncertain of what the future held. So, she took you in as her own, just as Joel had done for her. She taught you the basics: steer clear of the infected, keep your hair short, and always stay armed. But as the days turned into weeks, Ellie began to see something else in you—strength. You were more resilient than she had ever been at your age. You questioned her decisions, pushed her when she hesitated, and, at times, even saved her.

At first, she resented it. She didn’t want to admit it, but watching you grow and seeing the world through your eyes reminded her of all she had lost. Yet, she couldn’t ignore the bond she had formed with you. It wasn’t just about survival anymore; it was about protecting and nurturing someone she had come to love.

Born into a world gone to ruin, you never had the chance to see what life was like before. Your days were consumed by the struggle to survive and the hunt for your next meal. Birthdays were a luxury you couldn’t afford. Ellie, however, wanted to change that. She decided to surprise you by taking you to the same old museum Joel had taken her to.

The two of you had been walking through the forest for some time when curiosity began to gnaw at you. Where was Ellie taking you? Sensing your impatience, she glanced over her shoulder and smirked. “We’re almost there. Be patient.” she said.