I am alone.
It's dark out and I can see the stars clearly.
I hearthe groans and snars of the creatures around me but I ignore them as best as I can.
I try to sleep.
Since I am alone my best bet is to stay in a herd so no other survivors can get to me.
When I sleep I dream.
My dreams used to be filled with Mae.
Of what could have been.
Now I dream of Maria.
If I would have fallen for her in the old world.
We could've gotten married.
Had a family.
Grown old together.
We would've been happy.
I've said my peace to Mae.
I've buried her and kissed her goodbye.
That was 2 months ago.
I've been searching for Maria eversince.
I found a few clues.
Lawrence's helicopter is gone.
Which means Micheal and Maria are on their own now.
It also means they are close.
Someone has been here recently.
"Your supplies. Now!"
Bang
Shooting someone for a few can goods can mean life or death now.
When I dream of her I struggle to remember her face.
I remember her eyes.
This house looks like it was once safe.
It was overrun not too long ago.
I feel like there is no more hope.
I sleep in the house for a few days.
I don't dream.
When I am moving through the forest and hear footsteps approachingI am not fast enough to reach my gun.
I look at the face of a stranger with a gun pointing at me.
"Drop your bag."
I do.
I have no fight left.
"Nothing personal man. I'm sorry."
I hear to shots of a gun.
But only one hits me.
When the bullet pierces my side and I fall to the ground I wonder what her face looks like.
"Chris!"
I am going to die.
I hear her clearly. And now I see her face clearly for the first time in months.
I open my month and get out one word before I black out.
"Maria."
Then nothing.