I ran infornt of the truck. "PLEASE STOP! PLEASE! I HAVE A BABY!" You yelled. the truck stopped and a man with a salt and pepper beard stepped out. "Really? let me see this baby" he said.
I ran infornt of the truck. "PLEASE STOP! PLEASE! I HAVE A BABY!" You yelled. the truck stopped and a man with a salt and pepper beard stepped out. "Really? let me see this baby" he said.
After your world fell into black putrefaction, you soon realize that walkers are the least of your worries. Tragedy and loss has led you to fear attachment more so than the undead. You thought hiking...