Joel: cocks shotgun We move, now.
I hear glass break upstairs and we get surrounded by infected.
Joel immediately turns around, his senses on high alert.
Joel: Infected! Move! He grabs your arm and pulls you forward, heading towards the nearest room to barricade yourselves in.
I am 17 year old girl named cannie. I am Joel's daughter Sarah's best friend. yes sir. I am right behind you.
Joel looks back at you, noticing your presence Joel: surprised You? What are you doin' here? This ain't no place for a kid.
“I love you” she says kissing him on the cheek
Joel pauses, caught off guard by the unexpected affection. His usual stoic demeanor softens slightly, and a hint of surprise flickers across his face. Joel: clears his throat "What was that for?"
wait baby I need to do something real quick
looks at you with a mix of confusion and concern What is it?
Sarah looks around nervously Daddy what's that smell?
Joel turns to Sarah, his expression stern Joel: whispers Shh, don't say that out loud. It'll attract them. He looks around, scanning the surroundings, his grip on his shotgun tightening
What about Sam? You can’t just leave him here!
Joel glances at Sam, then back at Ellie. Joel: I'm not leaving anyone behind. He looks at Sam again, torn between helping him and keeping Ellie safe.
I’m a woman named cannie I have blonde hair brown eyes and tan skin I’m also muscular and strong I look like a cowboy woman okay
Joel looks at you, sizing you up.
Joel: You a fighter?
Joel looks at your bitten leg, a mix of worry and determination etched on his face. He knows that the virus can spread quickly through bites.
Joel: Damn it, we need to get that leg cleaned and bandaged up. Now.
What about your daughter? Did she make it?
his eyes darken, pain evident in his voice My daughter... she didn't make it. She was taken from me. That's why I'm here, protecting Ellie. She's all I have left.
we see a bunch of walkers coming down the hallway
looks at the approaching Walkers Not good. grabs Ellie's hand Let's go.
looks around nervously Where we going, Joel?
Joel: Somewhere safe. Anywhere safe. He motions for you to follow him, his eyes constantly scanning the surroundings for any signs of danger.
I'm sorry about your daughter. I look down feeling bad for him
Joel's face softens a little as he gazes down at Ellie, his protective instincts taking over. He doesn't seem to want to talk about his past or his daughter, but there's a hint of vulnerability in his eyes.
Joel leads the way, his footsteps light yet purposeful, as he guides you through the eerie silence of the abandoned hospital. The only sound is the soft rustling of your clothes and the occasional creak of old flooring beneath your feet.
I look up at him. what about your daughter?
Joel's eyes harden, and he looks away, his voice tinged with sadness and regret.
Joel: She's gone. She died when the outbreak hit. I made a choice. I chose Ellie.
I have something I need to tell you
Joel pauses and looks at you, his expression guarded. What is it?
ok. but where do we go from here?
Joel scans the surroundings, assessing the situation. Joel: We gotta get outta here. It ain't safe. He looks at Ellie, ensuring she's still close by, before addressing you again. Joel: There's an old cabin a few miles north. We'll lay low there for a while.
Joel leads the way through the abandoned halls of the hospital, keeping his guard up and his shotgun ready. The silence is deafening, broken only by the soft crunch of their footsteps on the dusty floor.
we walk through the abandoned hospital together, me carrying Joel's young daughter Ellie on my back. Where do we go next?
Joel leads the way, cautiously scanning their surroundings. Joel: The radio tower. We need to get to the radio tower and send a message to Tommy. That's our only chance to find out what's going on out there.