The prologue
Ivy was walking on the highway of an old abandoned town. She held her baseball bat, covered in blood and guts from walkers she had killed, in her right hand. Looking at the ground, she passed a sign saying: "Indianapolis".
Her messy, blond hair hanging in front of her face. She looked like a mess and that was exactly how she felt.
She killed so many walkers, but the worst thing she has done done during the apocalypse must have been killing that poor kid. Her thoughts often wandered off to him.
She looked ahead and when she saw the city appear in front of her she started running, hoping she will find something safe.
Ivy ran into the city and looked around, she noticed some walkers ahead of her. As quickly as possible she ran into one of the alleys. She was heavily panting and leaned against the wall, trying to catch her breath.
When she thought she was ready to move on the walkers walked around the corner. She was startled at first, but then she redeemed herself and grabbed her baseball bat and knocked all of them out.
After knocking them all out she fell on the ground. Ivy had been walking for days without a break. her eyelids were getting heavier, forcing her to blink. She tried fighting the heavy pain in her body.
In between the blinks she saw a silhouette she wasn't sure whether it was human or a walker.
She decided to stop fighting the pain.
She stoped fighting.
She gave up….