Micah and Nev met the day the outbreak began. They were both on their way out of town at the bus station when a horde of mutated, zombie-like people invaded the building bringing death as they rummaged through. As zombies ravaged through the building, Nev had made his way to the second floor and found an office and began barricading himself within. To his dismay though, others flocked to his door and began piling into his hideout, away from the zombies. Soon enough though he had about a dozen or so strangers within the room with him, Micah being one of them. They piled chairs, tipped over bookshelves and even moved the desk to the door, throwing as much weight behind the door as possible.

Screams filled the building, but those within the office were safe for the moment. It went on for a few hours before the screams stopped and the panic subsided. Nev, Micah, and the others in the room knew that the room was just a solution for the now and that it wasn't going to keep them safe forever, so they had one plan of action left to do, which was go get out of the building unharmed and unnoticed by whatever that was killing everyone. The group had one window in the office and were able to see what was happening outside, but that sight did not sit well with most of them as they saw the rampage and horror of what was happening in the building happening outside too.

Without a word though, Nev pushed the chairs, bookshelves, and desk aside before unlocking the door and rushing out of the room. He was brash and without hesitation he darted away down the stairs. Micah followed suit, thinking that if he just stuck around the man who had saved him, maybe he would be able to live a little longer to see his family once again. They didn't see the others who survived the bus station wave with them again, but Micah hoped they all were okay.[hr][color=FFD700][b]"We should be careful, Nev."[/b][/color] Micah muttered as they darted from car to car. [color=FFD700][b]"I'm pretty sure the bandits are more dangerous than the zombies in this town."[/b][/color]

The older man looked back at him with a silent, cold face, before turning his sight to an alleyway that looked safe. The two had been running for a few hours away from the local bandits as they were caught scavenging some of the same food that the bandits were from one of the run-down stores. The bandits labeled them as thieves as they claimed the food was theirs, but Nev being Nev, a man of little words, took the food and bolted out of there, with Micah chasing behind him.

[color=228B22][b]"Through there we should be safe."[/b][/color] Nev finally said, pointing to the alleyway. [color=228B22][b]"Don't fall behind."[/b][/color] The tanned man sprinted to the alleyway with Micah behind him looking like a lost puppy before they heard some muffled shouts. The pair rounded the corner and as they turned into the alleyway they came up face-to-face with three others. In an instant Nev raised the pistol in his hand and pointed it towards the group, brows furrowed and sweat dripping down. Micah did the only logical thing too as he gripped his own weapon tighter too. His was less dangerous, but still effective enough in protecting himself, as the grip on his steel pole tightened.

The young man bit his lips, hoping and praying that the group before them were not part of the bandits who were chasing them and he knew that Nev wasn't going to make any time to find out, but the group looked as desperate as the pair did. [color=FFD700][b]"Nev, wait, maybe they're friendly."[/b][/color] Micah lowered his weapon and took a few steps in front of his tall, brooding friend. [color=FFD700][b]"We don't want any trouble, we're just trying to find someplace to hide."[/b][/color]

Nev's concentration never left the sight of the red-headed woman in the group, she had the aura of the most threatening as his firearm was targeted at her. [color=228B22][b]"They're coming behind us, kid. We don't have much time to be talking."[/b][/color]

Micah bit his lips before continuing. [color=FFD700][b]"There are men chasing us and if they catch us with you guys I'm pretty sure they're going to kill all of us. We gotta hide."[/b][/color] The man tried as best as he could to sound convincing enough for these people. It was the truth, there were men after them, and they might all just get killed if they didn't hide from them. Sometimes Micah realized that in this new world, the zombies were only the secondary danger to other people who had become the primary danger to all.