EPISODE ONE

CHAPTER ONE

Bryan's eyes opened, fluttering a little bit before looking around. He was still trapped under a pile of rubble. Crawling out, he looked around, seeing the destroyed warehouse was still the same way it was when he fell unconscious. Running with his wife and child, his little girl named Alicia, they had gotten swarmed by a ton of walkers and sought refuge inside of this abandoned warehouse. So many of the walkers tried getting in, it resulted in the wall collapsing and him getting trapped underneath. As he fell into unconsciousness, he watched as his daughter and his wife Beth got devoured by those undead monsters. At a vertical position, Bryan looks around the building. It appeared to be some sort of construction warehouse. Looking inside of the drawers at some of the work desks, Allan finds a screwdriver, a nail gun, and a hammer. Realizing he's wearing a belt that can hold multiple hand guns, Allan finds pouches and puts each item in a different pouch. Turning to his left, Allan sees the gaping hole in the building. This place was in ruins. Bryan couldn't stay here, even if for some reason he wanted to. Standing over the rubble, he continues looking at the gap and the road outside of it. This building was right on the side of the road, so who knows how many cars have passed by here, if any. In this new world, one he's hardly even experienced yet, you never know. Suddenly, a gray truck pulls up to the building. Grinning a little, Bryan waves to the people.

BRYAN WILLIAMS: Hey! Hey, I'm just looking for help…do you guys know what's going on?

A shorter, stocky man, probably in his early twenties, emerges from the driver's side. In his hand? A 12 gauge shotgun. He appears to be looking right at Bryan, and eventually lifts the gun up and aims, his finger on the trigger. Bryan puts his hands up, not wanting any trouble with this survivor. From the passenger's side emerges a colored man, holding a .99 magnum. He doesn't aim, up but he keeps his eyes locked on Bryan's general direction. Backing up, the man with the shotgun begins running at Bryan. He shoots, but doesn't hit Bryan. Feeling around his body to make sure he wasn't shot, Bryan turns around and notices a dead "walker" on the ground. Breathing shallowly, he looks back at the men.

BRYAN WILLIAMS: Can I help you?

COLORED MAN: Can you help us? We just saved your life, boy!

BRYAN WILLIAMS: Uh…right…um, thanks. Now I don't want any trouble, I'm just looking for ans-

Four rocks are pushed out from underneath the rubble Bryan is standing out, and out emerges his little girl Alicia…as one of those monsters. Grabbing ahold of Bryan's foot and screaming, she slowly pulls herself out and attempts biting Bryan. Another shotgun blast, and Alicia's brains are all over Bryan's leg. In shock, he doesn't even react as his wife emerges from the ruins and meets the same fate. The two men approach Bryan, letting their weapons fall to their sides.

STOCKY MAN: Are you alright, man?

BRYAN WILLIAMS: I'm fine…that was my wi…my wife and kid.

Looking at the ground, Bryan swallows hard and looks up at the two men.

BRYAN WILLIAMS: Thank you guys for saving my life. I'd be dead if it weren't for you guys.

STOCKY MAN: No problem, you aren't the first survivor we've rescued. My name is Luke Evergrove. This here is Tim Marion. Us two and four more survivors have a small camp set out inside of an abandoned hospital. Lots of health kids and there is a ton of leftover food in their cafeteria. It's pretty set up there.

BRYAN WILLIAMS: It sounds really nice. Not to intrude, but-

LUKE EVERGROVE: Don't you even worry about that, you come with us. We need to make sure that we have enough of us that we need to stay alive longer.

TIM MARION: It's true. As long as the number doesn't get ridiculously big, we could always use an extra set of eyes for lookout. You're more than welcome.

Getting in the back of the truck, Bryan rode with the two strangers until they came across the abandoned hospital the two had promised. The other survivors there were Maria Torres, her brother Santiago, a woman who was in pretty good shape named Lia Brooke, and med school graduate named Calvin Rutherford. Calvin is the one in charge of medicial supplies, Maria in charge of the food, Santiago in charge of lookout, and Lia in charge of renovations such as making the doors to the hospital stay safe and what not. Luke was the group's overall leader with Tim serving as weapon control. Now with Bryan as a part of the group, they would have two lookouts so Santiago could sleep more often. With his shift to start in just a few minutes, Bryan was silently weeping. His wife…his child…both gone in a matter of minutes, maybe hours…and he was defenseless and unable to stop anything. With tears flowing down his face, Bryan trades posts with Santiago; this was going to be a long night in whatever messed up world they had to call home now.

END OF EPISODE ONE, CHAPTER ONE