The morning sun was just creeping over the hills in the distance. It's radiant light and warmth washing over this cold and dead-filled land. Where there once use to be people, now there are the walking dead. The walking dead that ate the flesh of anything that was alive, turning them into one of their own. How it all started, a virus going around in New York. It happened in a lab where a group of scientists were trying to cure a new illness that rose. But as usual, it backfired, and the result became this zombie apocalypse. They were smart, moved very fast instead of slow, and bloodthirsty to kill. They were the death of this world. But, humans were just as smart if not smarter than zombies. They knew how to protect themselves, and only true idiots would wander around on their own and be bait to these cannibalistic creatures. However, one can not be so sure that we are trying to find a cure, right? Ever since it started, a week ago, people have already tried fleeing cities and towns. The undead turned the world around us upside down. People are still getting saved to this day, being taken to safety on military ships 200 miles out in the ocean. You'd be lucky if you got there. If you didn't serve a purpose towards the community on that ship, you got relocated. Whether you survived or not, depended on how much will you had left to survive.<br/><br/>Quiet footsteps through the woods, not another living or dead soul in sight of the woods. It was just their luck, they were alone. "J-Jerry..." a little voice spoke up, breaking the silence. "W-Where are we going?" This voice belonged to a little girl of no more than 8. She was of Hawaiian Ethnicity. She had medium length black hair, beautiful green eyes and was wearing blue jeans, sneakers and a black shirt with the words 'One of a Kind' written on it inside a box along with a light pink jacket. She was holding a guy by the name of Jerry's hand. Jerry was 5'3", not very tall, but his hair did make up some extra height, a good 3 more inches, making him appear 5'6" He was of Asian ethnicity with a slender but nice looking face and slightly toned body. He wore cross earrings, a plain white t-shirt with a leather jacket made up of yellow, orange and pink colors all over it. He wore lose fit jeans and a pair of black Adidas shoes. His hair was styled where it was shaved around the sides of his head, and a lot of his long hair was gelled up, making it look like a fro-hawk. Jerry was 24 years old, 25 if he was in Korea. He came to the U.S. specifically New York so he could become a Science Teacher in the U.S. Though, Jerry did not grow up in the U.S. he did know a lot of English from the English Classes he took back in High School and College. He's got a nice accent with it, but none the less his English is practically almost fluent.<br/><br/>The trees around them were tall, giving them some shade, but enjoying the warmth of the sun. Emma, was actually Jerry's adopted daughter. When Jerry first arrived here in New York, he wanted to start fresh, and since he was 24, why not make it worthwhile? He adopted Emma, though Emma still calls him Jerry instead of dad, he cherishes her very much, even though she doesn't look to be his daughter at all. "I'm trying to find a Farm House around here so we can rest..." he told her, searching the woods carefully to make sure there were no undead. "I'm getting tired, Jerry..." Emma said to him, feeling her feet hurt a bit. Jerry stopped walking and looked down at her, seeing her look at her feet. Jerry gave a small smile and picked her up, letting her sit on his shoulders while he held her hands as they walked. He hoped to find a farm house soon. That would be the best option as far as resources and a place to stay at.<br/><br/>Soon, after about 10 minutes of walking, Jerry could see the roof of a Farm House within sight. A smile swept across his face. "Found it" he said to himself as he started to run a bit through the woods, being careful that Emma would not get hit by any drooping branches, or that he would trip over tree roots. He was glad he didn't, just kicked up a few leaves here and there. Jerry followed the dirt path that led to the large plot of land. A light blue farm house, barbwire fences all around the property, 6 feet tall fences at that. It looked like nobody was around, probably abandoned the place. He entered onto the property, making sure to close the gate door and barricade it with lumber lying around the yard. He then proceeded to wander the property, checking for any signs of people or undead. Nothing. Jerry and Emma proceeded towards the Farm House, where he set her down on her feet and off his shoulders.<br/><br/>Jerry slowly opened the door, finding it unlocked. Yep, definitely must be abandoned. Furniture was still there, as if everything was stopped in time. Nothing looked to have changed. It was like the family wasn't home, but it was true, nobody else was here. Jerry closed the door and looked around the house a bit. Emma was sitting on the couch. She was admiring the paintings on the walls. Jerry checked the living room, kitchen, bathrooms, even upstairs to the bedrooms. Nothing. Nobody in sight. "Looks like I got a good deal.." he said to himself. "Hey Emma, come here" he called to her from upstairs. Emma came bounding up the stairs, "What?" she asked Jerry, looking up at him. "Why don't you rest a bit. You said you were tired.." he told her. Emma thought for a bit, then looked at her feet, then back at Jerry and nodded. "Ok.." Jerry took hold of her hand gently and led her to a room that looked like it had belonged to a little girl that lived in this house before. He picked Emma up and set her down on the bed. "Rest a bit, ok?" The little girl nodded and lied down on the bed, her head resting on the pillow. Jerry got up and left the room, closing the door. Emma closed her eyes and started to drift off to sleep. Jerry on the other hand, was wandering around downstairs, deciding to rest on the couch.<br/><br/>He lied down on the couch, propping his feet up on the arm of the couch and resting his hands on his chest. He closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep as well. Maybe things would be fine for him and Emma. Maybe he wouldn't have to worry too much about things.