"Your name is Kenneth Kentucky and you work at McDonalds?" I glared at him, "Would you like Fries with that?" He began laughing hysterically and I sighed impatiently, waiting for him to stop. Suddenly, he stopped and then, putting both his hands on the counter, staring right into my eyes, he whispered, "I'd like Fries with you." My eyes widened as it slowly registered that Golden Boy McHarden had just openly flirted with me.

With a zombie outbreak looming over their heads and his most important supply running out, Eloy makes the dumb decision to go outside. Out into the open. Without the risk of drawing attention, a 45 minute drive will have to take him nearly a week on foot to get to his final destination. He's done the math. But the main question plaguing his mind now- Can he survive?