"Just another day. Another kill. Another box of expired food." Nathan murmured to himself annoyed with how things progressed. He and this other survivor, Emma, had been traveling for a few days now. He believes Atlanta, if it hasn't already been scavved enough to be a desolate and supply-void town, is a great place to bunker down. He had not heard of the military gathering there; Nathan never listened to the Radio and TV communication cut out long before he even tried to see what was going on. He just knew one thing: The end of the world was here. And it was the zombie apocalypse. Not as happy as everyone makes it out to be. "Fucking dumbasses..." He said out loud. He was...sort of cornered at the moment. Hidden in a dumpster as some walkers roamed the area around. He was silent as he spoke to himself and listened for the moaning and groaning of the walkers as they slowly began to disperse from the area.<br/><br/>"Dumbass people making this a joke...Dumbass me making this a joke. This World War Z shit...Not as fun as everyone thought. All fun and games until someone is bitten and you're forced to take them down or die yourself." He poked his head out and saw one walker. He didn't want to risk it. He sat back down and looked to the box of cookies he managed to find in a scavving trip. "Fucking TV...Fucking Radio...God dammit...Everything is out. How the hell was I supposed to know Atlanta would be...overrun by these fucking walkers..." He sighed and poked his head out, looking up to the building that Emma was stationed in. It was their personal place to live for the time being until things cleared out. A hotel. He made sure there were no walkers; he cleared the place out himself and boarded every window and door on the ground floor that he found. When the time was right, he jumped out and ran for the walker, slamming his pocket knife into the back of its head and pulled it out.<br/><br/>He didn't even wait to relish in the glory of taking down one of them and feeling good about ending their misery. He ran to the hotel and opened the door to get inside. He boarded it up once more and looked to Emma, tossing her the box of cookies. "Thats all I got. They're probably expired."