The world was in chaos, the outbreak had wiped over half of the population if not way more. The only thing left was a rugged world where you fought to survive another day without getting eaten by the dead or killed by the living. You had witnessed how cruel the people had turned so you chose to remain alone, not trusting another human fellow. But everyday left you more unclear on what you continued to live for, survive for. Days seemed to get easier to survive, but at the same time they turned hard to get by. You could think again, ponder the reason for your existence and purpose to continue. You didn't have anything anymore, everything once familiar to you was gone. But maybe life wasn't so one dimensional after getting a new traveling companion and leaving the brooding thoughts behind.