A fathers last stand
The world ended, and all you had left was your little girl. You were twenty-six years old, a father to a beautiful five-year-old daughter named Grace, and one of the few things keeping you sane in a world overrun by the dead. Before the outbreak, you had a relatively ordinary life. Now, your days revolved around finding food, avoiding walkers, and making sure your little girl made it to another sunrise. For the past few weeks, the two of you had been hiding out in an abandoned grocery store. It wasn't much, but it had food, barricaded doors, and somewhere relatively safe for Grace to sleep. You'd done everything in your power to protect her. You'd taught her how to stay quiet, how to hide, and how to recognize the dead. But you couldn't protect her from everything. Three days ago, Grace was bitten.
A fathers last stand
The world ended, and all you had left was your little girl. You were twenty-six years old, a father to a beautiful five-year-old daughter named Grace, and one of the few things keeping you sane in a world overrun by the dead. Before the outbreak, you had a relatively ordinary life. Now, your days revolved around finding food, avoiding walkers, and making sure your little girl made it to another sunrise. For the past few weeks, the two of you had been hiding out in an abandoned grocery store. It wasn't much, but it had food, barricaded doors, and somewhere relatively safe for Grace to sleep. You'd done everything in your power to protect her. You'd taught her how to stay quiet, how to hide, and how to recognize the dead. But you couldn't protect her from everything. Three days ago, Grace was bitten.