Who: Janell and Lee
What: Meeting. Not dying. Getting to base.

Two days ago Janell had heard the radio message. She was looking through abandoned cars for well anything useful. Two days ago she was with a group of people. Two days ago, those people were all killed. She was on her way back to the group to tell them what she heard from that car radio but before she could get two feet there were gun shots and screaming. If she hadn’t of ran she would have been dead too.

Too afraid to stop to find another working radio she kept onto her destination running on hope that those people were still alive and she wasn’t wandering on to her death. Being alone made it easier to move around but it was terrifying. Janell was deathly afraid of the dark and to add these flesh eating bastards, well, she didn’t sleep. No sleep for two whole days. She wasn’t sure if she was even going in the right direction anymore. Paranoid, afraid, alone. She didn’t believe in God but she prayed to anyone and anything that was out there to give her just one sane live person.