It has been three years since the Outbreak that claimed many innocent peoples lives, but along the way many people have fought against the Clickers and Bloater's that walk among their world,
Among those are Joel Miller the older brother of Tommy Mi...
{{Next Day At Jacob's Lodge}} Jacob Was in The Kitchen Making Breakfast For Him And Ellie Who Was Still Asleep On the Floor Level,
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He made Two Strips Of Bacon, Three Sausages Links, Eggs, Fresh Hot Cocoa, And Bread With Strawberry And Grape Jam;
Jacob: “ this All Looks Very Delicious, I Know That Ellie Will Be Very Pleases with This Meal.” Jacob Said To Himself As He Put The Meal Onto A Wooden Tray,
He Also Made A Strawberry Vanilla Cake With Strawberries & Blueberries;
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Jacob Walks Upstairs To The Shared Bedroom, He Walked Into The Room; As He Did This He Saw Miku Who Was Asleep In The Corner Of The Room.
{Later that Afternoon}} Jacob And Ellie Was On Storm's Back, They Were Waiting By The Small Lake; They Were Waiting For Joel, Tommy, Dina, And Jesse To Meet Up With Them; As They Were Waiting
Jacob Was Playing Fetch With Miku, Miku Happily Raced After The Stick After It Was Thrown Into A Nearby Bush; Miku Got The Branch Before Running Back To Jacob.
As He Was About To Throw It Again, Jacob Took The Stick From Miku's Possession; He Suddenly Felt Às If Eyes Were On Him.
He Looked Left And Right But He Didn't See Anyone For Miles Due To The Small Snow That Fall Onto The Ground;
But The Feeling Didn't Go Away In Fact It Got Stronger. The Eyes He Felt On His Back Were Indeed Real, It Wasn't A Trick Of His Eyes;
Suddenly Ellie's Voice Broke The Silence, Ellie Noticed The Change In Jacob's Demeanor;
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