Lotus-Ice
Some people love this. Not having to follow the law. Some people call this home, others, hell.
Me? I don't really know what I would call this, being surrounded by mindless, bloodthirsty, half-alive, subhuman wretches.
Maybe I would call it my haven. But the definition of a haven, is safe. And we're not at all, safe. Only the bad survive in this world. Maybe, just maybe, would the good survive if there were more people like batman, he would just come out of nowhere and save the day.
But sadly, we all know Hero's don't exist.
If I met someone kind and gentle. Someone who would do everything in there power to provide good to others, and not once think about themselves, I would kill them. Why? Because someone like that, someone who doesn't deserve to live in a world like this, should be dead. Plus, I'd only be doing them a favour. They wouldn't turn into one of 'them'.
I would like to think of myself as a friendly person, but in reality, I'm not. At all. Others think me as a ruthless, risk-taking idiot with unnecessary goals. I don't mind, as long as they know to stay out of my way. I'm not crazy, I'm just Disconnected, with shitty social skills.
I'm Tessa. And I'v survived this sick joke everyone calls a zombie apocalypse for three years.