Clarke hugged herself tighter, trying to control her panic as best as she could but it wasn't working very well. She was on the verge of a total emotional breakdown. She went over in her head again of the facts she knew, thinking that maybe gathering her thoughts would help.

One, the Ark had sent one hundred of them down to the Earth to see if it was safe for them to live. Well, that one made sense since she knew that the Ark was dying, they didn't have much more air. What didn't make sense to her was that the adults just drugged them and didn't give them the choice to go to the Earth or not, but that feeling would have to be pushed to the side for now. With everything else going on feeling hurt over that seemed like such a little thing.

Two, Earth was not safe. It had zombies. Zombies. Which was just insane sounding and if she didn't see it with her own eyes, felt it on her skin, she would have thought it was a nightmare.

Three, on the topic of Zombies, they tore into their victims and if enough of them was left, they turned into a zombie themselves. Everyone had except her. And that was what was causing her to freak out the most. She had been bitten three times and almost an hour later she still hadn't turned. Why didn't she?

She didn't remember much of what happened after she suggested to contact the Ark. That was an hour ago and she knew one of the boys went up to see about the radio but something had happened to it and needed to be fixed. A few of the teenagers knew what to do and said it wouldn't take long.

Clarke briefly got lost in her thoughts again but it wasn't long before she was shaken out of them by one of the others.

"Hey, you're Clarke Griffin, right? Your mom is Councilwoman Griffin?"

Clarke didn't understand why he was asking but that's who she was so she nodded in agreement.

"Cool. I'm Monty, Monty Green. We have the communications up and ready to go and we thought since you're the daughter to someone on the council, well that you should be the one to talk to them. You know since Wells is, um, gone."

On one hand, Clarke didn't mind it, she had questions she wanted answers to along with everyone else. And she didn't even want to think about Wells yet, that was another thing that was pushed to the back of her head, to be dealt with later when she was ready. But to possibly see her mother so soon, knowing she was part of a group to send them down to what could have been their death if the air was still bad? She didn't know what she would say to her if her mother came on. But she would deal with that if it came up, first, they had answers to get.

"Sure, OK, I can do that."

Monty helped her up and followed her to the upper level along with everyone else still on the lower level. When everyone gathered around Clarke picked up the headset pointed out to her and said she was ready. Monty turned it on and looked to Clarke.

"Right, let's get some answers and figure out what the hell is going on."

She pushed the switch to talk like Monty showed her and started speaking.

"Ark, can you hear me? This is Clarke Griffin calling out to the Ark. Come in Ark."

It felt like forever as she kept repeating it as they all waited for someone to answer.

Then finally someone did.

Private First Class Simon Cruller, or as he would rather be called, Citizen Z, was fooling around like any other day, just trying to keep his mind off of the fact that he was alone and had been for years. He monitored what he could, trying to reach out to people but the number of people left alive to talk to him was going down every day.

His main focus at the NSA Northern Light listening station was Operation Bite-mark, he tried to guide the group that was trying to bring Murphy to California in hopes that a cure could soon be found.

When he first heard about Murphy he felt bad for the dude. He had been in prison at the start of the zombie apocalypse and was forced to take an experimental vaccine. Only instead of seeing if it worked, the doctor and military protecting her left him to his fate, even as they heard his screams as he was bitten into while he was still tied up. It had only been because Lieutenant Mark Hammond went back at the last minute that they even knew he had survived the bites. Who knows what would have happened to him if they didn't go back for him.

What began as just any other day, quickly became much more.

"Ark, can you hear me? This is Clarke Griffin calling out to the Ark. Come in Ark."

Citizen Z blinked and blinked again in confusion. Ark? Where had he heard that name before? He was instantly intrigued and quickly searched for information on the Ark, wanting some background information before he answered the call. What he found was something he had forgotten about but had been told about second hand shortly after it happened, now he skimmed all of the previously classified reports on it and couldn't help but wonder why he was hearing their transmission now when all reports stated they lost contact with them shortly after they went up.

Hearing the girl call out again, this time recognizing the scared tone, he answered.

"Hello Clarke Griffin, this is the Northern Light post, can I be of some help?" He heard a startled sound and some shuffling answer him, he smiled to himself in amusement. Had he scared someone?

"Hello? I'm sorry, we are trying to reach someone else. Who are you?"

"Yes I heard, you want to reach the Ark. I don't think that is possible, we have been without contact with them for a few years now. As for who I am, you can call me Citizen Z."

"But it has to be possible! Wait, what do you mean a few years?"

"Just what I said. We lost contact with them I think about four years ago or so. I'm very sorry. I'll help you out if I can though."

It seemed that his reply wasn't what was expected, for he could hear several voices all start speaking at once, each one getting louder in their frustration to be heard and to get answers. What he was hearing was mostly a jumbled mess but what he did understand confused the hell out of him.

Did they just say four years ago wasn't right because they had been in space for almost one hundred years and they had always been told no one was left alive on Earth?

What the fuck kind of joke was this?

It was the zombie apocalypse and even if he was alone up here in the middle of the freezing nowhere, he still had important work to do. He didn't have time to be pranked by kids who thought they could fool him. He looked into where they were transmitting from and hacked into their files to see what they were up to. What he found shocked him more than when he first found out about the zombies.

His mind flew as he tried to make sense of what he read. It couldn't be possible, it just couldn't. But then again.. he was in the middle of a zombie apocalypse so who was he to say that time travel wasn't also real?