Johnny grabbed a kitchen knife from inside the house while the chaos continued. He paused in disbelief as he saw through the kitchen windows into the back fields. Coming down the large grassy hill were hundreds of the dead, those that came out here to attend the rockshow. They were all parked and camping in the rv lots, close enough to hear the gunfire which swayed them in this direction. Squinting to see them, he noticed a few of them were even wearing his band shirts.

"Oh, no, no, no, no..." Johnny rushed back out front, where the rest of the hunters were lined up and taking shots at the incoming undead. Johnny joined in next to Wes and together they took down the rest around the BMW. While Wes batted them down, Johnny stuck a few in their temples using distance and accuracy. They went down much easier than the previous ones he had encountered. He realized they were like wild animals, and so long as you knew how to put them down it came easy. Just as long as there isn't a massive horde of them, which would be on them in any minute. 

"We have another problem," "Johnny shouted for all to hear, once the surrounding dead were down and the gunfire ceased. "Hundreds are coming down the hill, they're coming from the RV park. They'll be here in fifteen minutes. I think we should go, there are hundreds of them and they're moving fast. Before Ethan left he told me the outpost was taken down by the dead, it's everywhere. The city is on fire and there is no help coming. We are on our own." 

Johnny quickly picked up a bolt action rifle and slung it over his shoulder, then jumped into Aeres passenger side seat of his vehicle. Rolling down the window, he yelled "Meet up on the highway!"


Moments later and Ethan was sweating all over, the fever was starting to show its symptoms and he had no idea how long he had. Looking at the bite wound one last time, he knew what he had to do in order to protect his little girl. He could see Dallen from on top of the gas station store, off in the distance. The man was shining a flashlight into a small mirror, showing them where he was.

The windows of the vehicle they were in were tinted, and after a long while of not seeing or smelling them, the undead started to scatter once again. They formed an uneasy circle around the truck blaring rock music loudly. While they were distracted, he gave an affirmed nod to his daughter. Grabbing a large blanket from the backseat, he covered Erin up in it so that she wouldn't get bitten and they exited.

Ethan guided her down the road, taking it step by step as they went along. It was working, until the music cut out entirely and the dead started to turn away. They were well hidden behind the vehicles though, and they still continued on toward the gas station.

"Whatever happens to me, I want you to keep running to that gas station, understand?" he told her while they were staying still for the moment. He knew it wouldn't be long before he turned into one of them, so they had to do this now.

"No, I can't."

"You have to. Now, come on!"Ethan pulled her with him. They were crossing through the cars perfectly, just twenty or so yards away from the gas station when more gunshots rang out into the air. This turned the walkers immediately and they spotted Ethan and his daughter, who ran as soon as they were spotted. The blanket fell away, and the dead were chasing after the father and daughter all at once. Ethan fired the rest of his rounds into the incoming horde, taking down those nearest them, but there were far too many.

The walkers cut them off, coming in at angles and with awkward movements. Erin was grabbed, but Ethan shoved the infected away and pushed his daughter foward to the building. "I will always love you." 

Ethan tackled the infected before they could reach her again, and so she ran. She ran as her father was overtaken, the horde covering over him entirely from sight. Erin ran screaming in tears as Ethan was being torn apart, she ran dirctely into Dallen's arms.


Dallen was watching them from atop the gas station, using binoculars from the store to pinpoint their exact location. When he found them, he used a flashlight and a mirror to send them signals of where he was, though he wasn't sure if they could see it. 

On the other end of the highway he saw a red-headed woman. She was scavenging through the slew of vehicles. She seemed to be the only survivor left from this place, whatever happened here. He opened up a pack of marlboro red's and lit up a cigarette in thought. He had done his part in his mind, helping Ethan get to his daughter by distracting the undead with noise. He felt his conscience was clean now, and having seen them trapped he didn't think there was a way out, especially when the music stopped. He decided to leave them, but just before he could act on it the gunfire rang out and he began looking through the binoculars again.

Ethan had his daughter and they were on the move heading toward him. Ignoring the red headed woman and whatever her intentions were, he decided to help if he could but he wouldn't hesitate to jump into the jeep and leave in a moment's notice. Reaching ground floor, he ran out to witness Ethan going down. There were no words said, but when she ran up to him he just grabbed her and took her into the jeep. Then the former lawyer drove off and down the highway toward the red head.

They were a safe enough distance away from the horde when he spotted the woman walking away from them, still no words coming from the girl's mouth or his own. They were both in shock, but he still knew the woman had the better chance at keeping the kid alive so he honked and quickly pulled up to her.



"M'am, excuse me! M'am!"he said through the passenger open window. Erin sat motionless, her eyes wide and her face covered in blood. "I have this...girl here." He didn't really know what to say or do, he was never good with kids. "Her father just...can I give you a ride?" Looking back, the horde was inching closer to them. "Please, I need your help."