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( HIS POV )


             Perseus is my name... weird right?
I have always wondered why my parents chose to name me that.

My name means 'avenger' or 'destroyer' and it is of Greek origin.

I guess it does suit me if we're talking about how I kill the dead to survive.

The sky is foggy, and bright as we make our way down the empty streets of dead man's land.

We got here three days ago... Crossing the lake wasn't a quick thing to do because of how long it was but the woods were easy to get lost in and we wanted to be as silent as possible.

So far the cities have been empty... no strollers or feral zombies have been spotted by us since we've got here.

Well. There were bodies of the unfortunate ones that had been put down by other humans. Either than that... we haven't stumbled upon any of them.

Not even my sister... she was bitten when the team my father had sent out got surrounded and attacked.

I decided to come here, I couldn't let her be one of them. She couldn't be one of them.

There's a sudden uneasy feeling rising in me As if someone was staring hard at me from behind.

I quickly observe our surroundings, cautiously looking out for strollers or Feral's as my team and I continued to walk down the empty eerie street making sure to make absolutely no noise.

Strange.

It's too quiet.

Way too quiet.

I know it's a possibility that I was walking into a trap but if the zombies wanted to surround us and attack us they would have done it already.

Or maybe the land is empty and the dead have died out or have moved on.

I know there was barely any of them left, just last month my father had sent out a group of survivors like me and my team, scouting for food that we need because of how cold it is beginning to get.

It's hard to farm in the cold and most of their crops were dying from the lack of rain.

It was usually hot months ago but now, it is cold and getting even colder. Winter is coming and people were going to starve without the food the other Scouters have brought back.

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