Laying on the ground heads turned towards each other. His cold eyes reflecting pain. As the sun set flooded the room with orange and pink colors, the world seamed to stop for the two of you.

He spoke out lowly. “You should have stayed, like I said.” His eyes wonder towards the ceiling even as he’s dying he still had to be right. Earlier the both of you on the previous run for supplies had gotten cornered and ambushed by some zombies resulting in bites for both.