Fear. It came when the dead began to roam the streets and cities, but for Scarlett Evans it was always there. How people would react if they knew and the fear of becoming like the monsters who made her the way she is. But no one would see it, she wouldn't let anyone close enough. Stealthy and skilled on her own, she's a threat to any walker or enemy that comes her way. But what happens when she's accepted as part of a group and begins to fall for a certain redneck. Will she finally break or will her scars finally fade away? (I do not own anything except my own characters.)

וואנשוט. אם קיף היה מת- ככה אני מדמיינת שזה היה קורה.