Brooklyn & her dad were grabbing the guns and the knife her dad had, Brooklyn was only 10 but her dad has trained her. She grew up just outside of Kentucky, where good enough that's where Carl was born.
"Sweetie, I want you to run to the car. If you see a walker what do you do?"
"Shoot in the head!" Brooklyn shouted
"shh. But yes, good girl" he smiled
"I love you darling."
"I love you too dad"
She ran downstairs and had to swallow the lump in her throat, Her mom and brother caught the virus. They aren't well enough, Her brother. James, was already dead. Her mom, on the verge of it.
"I love you Mommy."
She then ran to their F-150 Truck and threw guns in there.
Before she could get back inside, her brother has mauled on her mom and dad. He was one of them.
Her eyes teared up and ran for the truck.
She locked herself in.
Darling, If I don't make it, remember how to drive?
Her dad's voice echoed in her head.
She remembered.
She pulled on the break and got out as fast as she could.
there has to be a camp somewhere.
