Sebastian fired a round as he ran inside of the apartment building, trying to make way for himself to escape the infected. He winced to himself as it echoed throughout the stairwell, easily drawing the attention of even more infected. As he neared the highest story, he fired another shot as one of the infected grabbed hold of his ankle. After kicking the dead infected off, he raced to the top and lifted a heavy metal door open, shoving it closed after. The sound of the infected beating on the metal door combined with the sound of their growling filled the night air as he hunched over, hands on his knees trying to catch his breath.
He stood up after collecting himself and took out his flashlight. As he began to scan his surroundings on the rooftop, the light of his flashlight fell on a figure on top of the apartment building next to his. There stood a young girl with bright red hair just barely peeking her head over to look at him like a deer in the headlights,
Who is this girl?
1 week later…
Sebastian made his way over toward where Raine was sitting, puffing away on a cigarette. He frowned to himself for a moment before clearing his throat.
“Hey,” he broke the silence. “We need to get moving. We’ve been here for too long now.”
The girl let out a sigh and put out her cigarette before standing up off of the ground and following Sebastian into the dense forest. Within the week of the two meeting and being rescued, they had made their way from the top of the apartment buildings in Novodmitrovsk down to a dense forest somewhere south of Kamensk. The plan was to head down south to the coast where they would meet up with Xander and Lucius, a couple of friends of his that he had met after the outbreak began.
“Hey, uh.. Wardaddy?” The girl squeaked over the sound of the leaves crunching and twigs snapping beneath their feet as they trudged through the forest.
“Hm?” He responded, turning his head to look at her as she followed along behind him.
“So… Are you ever going to tell me about yourself? You know my real name. You know.. Uh, you know about me. And a lot of people don’t usually…”
“Right.” He responded. “Well, I grew up in Missouri. Came to this shithole of a country and opened up a maintenance shop to the west of the Balota airfield down south. That’s where we’re headed now.”
Raine nodded in response, a look on her face as if she expected him to continue.
“Dunno what else you want me to say.” He scoffed. “I opened the shop and did what I loved. Worked on vehicles. Made friends. Normal stuff.”