Waking up one day, in a room filled with blood splashed on the walls and the floor. She panickly searches for her husband, but no sign. She later found herself in a group of people, many years later reuniting with her husband who she believed was alive and well, but in a gruesome, unexpected way. In his life, he was with multiple groups, always finding himself the last survivor. He later found a facility, ran down but people took it as a shelter. He proved himself worthy as a leader and led them all for years, until one day, a woman on her knees, her hair covering her face screams at him to stop. His Lucille was alive.