OH MY GOD, IT'S ALIVE! Welcome back everyone to the Hellish world we live in! Sorry for the late update, shit has been going down in my life so… yeah. This isn't dead. Last time on the episode finale, pretty much the group left the tent village and was confronted by Carver. And then shit hit the fan and everyone got split up. Damn.

(New) Deceased:

Rufus, may you rest in pieces with your cool ass glasses

Yippy, so happy. But anyway, I think it's time to continue, plus I also have nothing better to do! Here is the long awaited chapter!

IMPORTANT NOTE: I am now taking more OCs, only five though so submit yours soon!

Day 1 of Group separation

Sal's Group-

Sal

Tess

Sal's POV

I limped through the night with a crying Tess in my arms. We had just come out from the edge of the forest and I looked around, seeing an abandoned gas station, I sighed and made my way to the station. I could still hear the distant gunshots-and then, nothing. Except for Tess's struggled sobs, the night was quite. Too quite. My left leg was scratched, bruised and was currently bleeding profoundly.

"Shut up…" I grunted, which surprisingly made Tess quiet.

"Sal… are you okay…?" Tess asked, barely holding tears back. My heart instantly melted.

"I'm… well I could've been better, but I'll make it."

"Are we safe?"

"… Yeah, I think so." I said, looking around, just to confirm my own words. Ever since Drew had died, things just seemed to go downhill.

"Can… you let me down now?" I sighed with relief of having Tess's weight literally off my shoulder. I carefully let Tess down and she almost immediately saw my injury and gasped.

"You're hurt!" She gasped. I sighed again.

"Yeah, it's fine though-"

"No it's not!" She crossed her arms and gave me that 'I'm right, you're wrong, get over it' look.

"Let's just get to the station." I said, glancing at the ever looming gas station, as we approached. It looked as if there had once been a sign next to the station spelling out a 'welcome!' But that was long gone and in its place were bullet holes and graffiti. The Gas station itself was dead looking, nothing was moving (Thank god) and it was eerily quiet. I came up to the front door and looked through the glass. The store looked empty with everything completely looted, as I could see.

"Looks abandoned and looted… just like everything else." I sighed, rubbing my forehead. Something tugged my right arm and I looked down to see Tess, standing next to me, holding my arm. I smiled as I looked down at her. She smiled back and I looked back up at the station in front of us. I pushed the door open and entered, Tess beside me. The one roomed station was dark and empty as I had thought.

"Stay close." I said to Tess. She nodded and clutched my arm tighter. I moved slowly through the aisles of the station, my eyes scanning the space. After a few moments, the gas station was completely searched. There was nothing. Not even a crumb.

"We'll bunker down for the night. I'll scout around tomorrow for anything we can scavenge." I said to Tess. Tess nodded and I closed the gas station doors and pulled down what remaining blinds there were.

Sorry, that was it. I know it was really short. Sorry. I'll have to get back into writing this story. But for now, Drewman out, have a good night guys.