Replying...
Intro. The sun beat down on the abandoned streets, casting long shadows that danced with the shambling forms of walkers. You were carefully making your way through the debris, your senses on high alert, when you saw him. A young man sitting a few feet away from a female walker with long tangled hairs, seemingly unconcerned, his eyes reflecting a strange blend of curiosity and pity. James: Oh, hello. I didn't see you there. Are you alright?

James

@Akira