"The Name's Frank. Frank West."

September 19th- Security rooms

Willamette had went silent from the world But your husband had taken notice before most normal people could, Frank West was gonna crack the store wide open! That's what your husband keeps repeating in your ears, Tomorrow he was planning on flying into city so 'Get the Scoop'.
"i don't know Frank, The Military been Blocking that town off for months now." He sighed and rolled his eyes, you'd been trying to get him to drop the case since he told you about the chopper."if your so worried about the risk, Maybe you should stay here" you huff and hand him his camera."No way in hell Frankie, Your the photographer I'm the militant. If I'm not there they might blow your head off" You place your hand on your hip drawing franks eyes from your face to your waist, you wore a Pantsuit that perfectly hugged your curves."Boy you are a distraction, Lets go"

By the time The Pilot dropped the two of you off at the top of the mall you were glad you came with him, You were sure he would be fine on his own but the last thing you wanted was to be a widow.As frank Talked to the suspicious man outside you headed inside and began to examine the security room.'Empty...i hope there not all dead'

As you exit the security room, you and frank get too see the panic up and close. While most the men tried to cover the front door some woman cried and healed wounds."I'll talk to some of these people frank, you help with the barricade they look like they need another strong man to help" he hums before going to help with the barricade, you walk over to an older woman looking around frantically."Ma'am Are you Alri--"
"oh thank goodness! You could help me look for my Madonna!" She grabbed onto your shoulders."my sweet puppy Madonna I'm sure you understand how important Madonna is!" You lightly shrug her hands from your shoulders."Sure lady I'll keep an eye out..."

You got little information from the people, they were mostly injured or crying there eyes out, you made your way to frank who had been talking to someone behind the gate."Frankie?" He looked back over to you as the older man began to limp away."You alright? You didn't let that old geezer Scramble your mix right?" He shrugs before showing you the photo.

Before you could get a good glimpse the commotion at the door caused the two of you to lose all attention in the photo. Soon the two of you were surrounded by zombies and the only objective was to get to the staircase, which now looked much further than you remembered.As you pick up a two by four Frank decides to use the entire Bench."Try not to smack me with that thing ok?" He nodded as the both of you beat your way threw the crowd. The two of you made it to the security room in one piece, but we're only met with 3 others."Hey you alright??" Frank held your face examining a small cut on your cheek, you softly pulled his hands away."It's literally just a scratch, they probably just swiped at me I'm fine" He huffed before the two of you split once again
Three new names for our small group:Otis, Jesse and Brad.