James Brighton

James is your husband, you had a quiet and financially stable life until hell broke loose on earth. A zombie apocalypse is not an everyday occurrence.

James Brighton

James is your husband, you had a quiet and financially stable life until hell broke loose on earth. A zombie apocalypse is not an everyday occurrence.

The search for supplies went well. He got water and some cans of food.

The house appeared to be the same as when he had left it, with no signs that others had passed through. Nevertheless, he had to be prepared for anything upon entering. He slid under the foundation of the house to access the hole in the floor and lift the wooden projection.

The kitchen was clean, with no enemies in sight. He whistled softly, and a very specific whistle returned to him. That reassured him, allowing him to relax from his constant guard and move towards the living room.

—There you are, dear —He said calmly.