"Tim wake up!"

"Max you nearly pushed me out of the tree!"

"...Sorry, but take a look!" Max passed me the binoculars,

"where?" I asked,

"Over there!" I looked where she was pointing, there was an orange glow coming from the trees a little bit away from us,

"what do you think it—"

"FIRE!" I interrupted forgetting to whisper,

"shh..." said Max "do you think there are survivors?" she asked me, whispering quietly.

"I do not know... Not many these days" Max sighed quietly and rubbed her hand against the back of her neck,

"how many do you think? One maybe two... We should check it out!" Max said with excitement, I looked at her with a raised eyebrow.

You would think in the undead apocalypse excitement stops existing, but not Max! She and I, grew up together, I met Max when I was 16 years old, like me she was a ward of the state (an orphan) and because she was 16, I could live with her.

DCP (Department of Child Protection) took care of us and I guess that's why we are not depressed, we believe that we are free we have nothing to lose but each other and plus we loved camping...

"Ok then ... But be quite they could be armed... Let us not get shot..." I mumbled under my breath

"can I lead?" she asked me softly.

"fine but I will do the talking." I sigh

"deal!" she smiles as we packed our things in our backpacks and climbed down the tree. We then we walked towards the fire.

A little while later, we stop as we felt the heat and heard the crackling of the fire. When I put my backpack down, Max handed me one of her knives,

"just in case", I took the knife and strapped it to my leg in a way where it was hidden.

"Stay here, I'll call you when it is safe" I order, Max nodded and sighed quietly. I slowly walked over to a nearby tree before I crouched and peeked to see.

There was a campfire and sitting on a rock, beside the fire, was a little boy from what I could see he looked about 3 to 4 years old. Then someone came out of the gloom and into the light, there was a girl from what I could see she looked older. The little boy got up and walked over to her and sat next to her before he cuddled against the girl.

I look over at Max and did one of our hand signals to say

"I am going in cover me" she nodded.

I put my hands up and called out,

"I am coming out don't shoot I am unarmed"

the girl on the rock got up and pulled a gun out of her pocket. I knew she did not see me because I was in the dark, "don't shoot I am unarmed!"

I yelled out again,

"okay okay... I'm sorry" said the girl "come out with your hands up!" she added.

I slowly walked into the light, getting a glimpse of Max,

"sit down!" said the girl, I did what she said, so I sat down on the dirt. She was still pointing the gun at me,

"it's ok I am not going to hurt you"

"how do I know your not"

"you're the one holding the gun..."

"touché what's your name?" she asks

"my name is Tim... what is yours?"

" my name is Hazel and this one" she points to the boy, who was hiding behind her legs "is AJ"

"...well please to meet you both!"

"are you alone?" Hazel asked I smiled softly at her "hey! Max! Come out and meet our new friends"

Max stood up and walked over to us, Hazel frowned softly in confusion "how long have you bean sitting there?"

"about fifteen minutes..." Max answered happily.

"So... would you like to be part of our little survivor group?" I ask, holding my hand out, Hazel bit her bottom lip and nodded softly, taking my hand softly in hers and shaking it softly.

After we all got acquainted, we all packed our bags and got ready to leave "Max... put the fire out..." my friend nodded softly and got a handful of dirt, before dropping it on the fire, putting it out