"Dad! No! I didn't mean to do it!" I tried to take it back! I tried! But when I looked at him he was gone. A bullet hole right in his head and his soul stripped from his body. He already looked cold and pale. White as a ghost. I tried to wake him up but it was no use. It was also no use trying to think about how I could have avoided the next part. A bite. A hard bite on my arm. I was jostled to my right as pain shot through my arm. I screamed out in pain and immediately kicked in defense. The walkers jaw unclenched and he fell to the ground. I shot him in the head and ran.
I held my arm as the pain continued to sear every time I bounded from one foot to the other. The bouncing made it hurt and made the infection spread even faster.

I waited days for something to happen, but it never did. I constantly cleaned the wound. Death never came.
What did that mean? I thought to myself as I sat next to a fire on day four of me still not being dead.
"Am I immune?" I thought out loud to myself. Not even really toying with the thought, just thinking. And then it hit me. I could be immune. I could be.

I woke up to see myself staring at a ceiling. I've never seen this ceiling before. This ceiling was looking good. No water damage, little cracks but that's it.
What am I? A ceiling rater? I scoff to myself as I think.
A door seemed to open and I look over. I feel a strain on my wrists and ankles and I look to see that I'm strapped down on a table.
"What the hell is this?" I ask to the people I know just walked in.
"We need to contain you until we know where you've come from and what you want."
"What are you even talking about? We were in a crash. We haven't even been here before."
"We?" One red haired girl asks with a southern accent.
"Yeah, it was me, another girl and a little boy."
"Oh right, them! They are fine, but we do need to know what you want."
"We don't want anything! We weren't even trying to get in."
"You crashed right outside our boarders."
"Oh, well sorry I didn't know you owned property." I snarked back at her.
"I'd be careful with what you say and how you say it. We got some mean people here."
"Whatever."
There was a thick tension between me and the girl I didn't know the name of until a boy walked in.
"You can let her go."
"Why?" She asked, seeming slightly offended.
"They aren't going to rob us or anything. They were just passing through."
The ginger growled before undoing my restraints.
The girl grumbled something to herself before stomping out.
"Sorry about that. Ruby can be a little bit of a handful."
"Yeah no kidding." I sassed as I rubbed my wrists from the pain of the tight ropes. I wasn't looking at him but at the floor.
"She's a bit temperamental."
"You can say that again." I mumble and stay looking down at the floor
"I'm Louis by the way."I just looked at him, not even thinking to give my own name. "And you are?"
"Oh! Im y/n."
"Nice to meet you."
"Yeah."
I didn't really know how to respond. I was never good at making friends even before the apocalypse started. Although, I was really young so I guess I can't judge myself too hard.
"Well I think the rest of your group wants you. Clem and Aj are upstairs."
I just nodded to him and watched him walk out of the room.
Time to find my family