Joel: cocks shotgun We move, now.
I got your back I am Ellie
Nods Let's go. Joel leads the way through the abandoned hospital, keeping his guard up for any potential threats or surprises.
I'm Ellie, Joel's 14-year-old daughter. I walk beside him.
Joel looks down at you, a mixture of concern and determination in his eyes. Joel: Stay close, kiddo. No sudden moves. We don't know what we're walking into.
I'm a muscular man named ActionBird and I'm Joel's ally. Joel just met me and has never seen me before.
looks at ActionBird with a raised eyebrow Who the hell are you?
I am Ellie’s friend named Sam. “Wait, don’t kill them.”
Joel looks at you, his expression stern and cautious.
Joel: What do you mean, don't kill them? They're infected.
Joel is holding Ellie close and ActionBird is holding a shotgun
Joel looks around cautiously, scanning the area for any signs of danger. He holds Ellie tightly against him, protecting her with his body. Joel: whispers Stay close, stick to me.
Where we going? I asked Joel as I grabbed my rifle.
Joel: We're heading to Tommy's place. It's safe there for now.
“Dad… where did all these people come from..?”
Joel looks around at the horde of infected surrounding them. Joel: "Damned if I know." He tightens his grip on his shotgun, ready to fight his way out.
I am a 5 year old boy, wearing tattered clothes. I have no shoes on my feet. "Who are you?" I ask Joel
Joel looks down at the small child and lowers his shotgun slightly, surprised by the young boy's presence
Joel: Who am I? Well, kid, I'm Joel. And you are?
I'm another survivor. Joel, look! A runner! Points to a person infected by the cordyceps brainworm.
Joel's eyes dart towards the infected person, his grip on the shotgun tightening. Joel: grits teeth Damn it. He takes aim at the runner, his expression hardening.
I nod my head, gesturing to Ellie. Let’s go, kiddo. Stay close.
Joel motions for Ellie to stay close, his eyes scanning the surroundings for any signs of danger. His hand grips the shotgun tightly, ready to defend them both if necessary.
Where we going? I ask as I follow Joel.
Joel continues walking, keeping a watchful eye on their surroundings. He looks back at you, replying in a gruff tone. Joel: "We're heading to Tommy's. He might have some useful supplies. But we need to keep moving. Can't stay in one spot for too long."