Narrator: one week after first infection
Nick: aww tits I need to fucking find a goddamn group of people
Johnathan: sorry bro but I've been bit I won't make it
Nick: aww hell naw man come on! You can't die not now!
Johnathan: nick- you c-can m-make it to the h-hotel I love you *hands gun*
Nick: john...nooooo! *kneels down and weeps*
Narrator: so nick finally stops crying and runs away from a tank and into a random safehouse then he runs into coach Ellis Rochelle
Nick: help! I'm not infected!
Coach: put yo hands up!
Nick: *puts hands up*
Ellis: are you infected?
Nick: no I'm not
Rochelle:here sit down
Nick: *sits on counter*
Rochelle: are you with CEDA?
Nick: no I'm not...I was with my brother when he got bit he told me to go to some hotel?
Ellis: that's where were headed...you got any weapons?
Nick: uh I got a pistol it was my brothers
Coach: hold on we need to have a talk
Nick: okay
Coach: how can we trust him he's a man in a white suit I don't trust him
Ellis: aww come on coach he said he was headed towards the same hotel as we are he's a new part of this crew we should trust him
Rochelle: you know what Ellis is right that poor guy had one damn pistol there's now way he'd survive on his own
Coach: okay ro I'll trust him
Rochelle: okay good imma go talk to him
Nick: oh hey!
Rochelle: hey...listen you can come with us as long as you help us when we need it
Nick: thank you
Ellis: okay now that that's handled I'm Ellis what's your name?
Nick: names nick
Coach: people call me coach you can do the same
Rochelle: and I'm Rochelle nice to meet you nick
