It's been a long time since the outbreak started. Many years have passed. But life in the apocalypse has been nothing but happiness for Y/N and his family. What's been happening since the last time we saw Y/N? Well, let's find out, shall we?
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No POV A walker wanders around a field of grass. It minds its own business. The walker doesn't seem to have any objective. It just roams and doesn't do anything else.
Something catches its eye and it walks over to it.
It growls as it tries to grab the thing it wants, when suddenly...
*SLASH!*
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Your POV The walker's brains fall out of its skull. You rest your sword on your shoulder.
Louis: Yo!
You look up to see Louis, who has a deer on the back of his shoulders. He has the same jacket, but he tore off the sleeves because he thought it would look cool.
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You both look at the walker.
Louis: Is it just one?
You sheathe your sword on your back.
You: Yeah, just one.
Louis: Thank god.
You both look back at each other.
Louis: I can't deal with another walker attack.
You: Yeah, you said it. It seems like we're getting more than we should. Clem thinks that they're coming in from the East, but I'm not sure.
You both look back at the walker.
Louis: He's got a nice jacket.
You look at him.
You: Really, man?
Louis: What? Samantha said she'd love to see me in a nice suit.
You: And you're gonna take it off a walker?
Louis: Why not?
You sigh.
You: Fine. Gimme the deer.
Louis: Sweet!
He hands you the deer and you put it over your shoulders.
He takes the jacket off of the walker. He holds it up and sniffs it.
