Talk to Walter

Walter is alone, he probably needs more help than Mia. You would probably only get in the way if you went after the woman, she already had her son and didn't need any more problems.

"Mister Walter?", You called him, approaching.

"What?" He looked kind of angry as soon as he laid eyes on you.

"Can I go with you?"

"You don't even know where I'm going.”

"To the military base, isn't it? The one they talked about on television."

"Yes."

"I don't have a car. Can I go with you?”

"Were you bitten?”

"Bitten? What are you talking about?”

"The evacuation… there are zombies on the loose, didn't you know?”

"...No" You expected him to be lying.

Without warning, Walter came close to you and began to touch you, reaching your neck, legs and torso, giving you heavy gropes to see if you were in pain. You blushed a little when he touched your genitals, as if you were still going to stand up if something had bitten you there.

"... You are Natasha's nephew, aren't you?”

"Yes I am."

"Okay, come on. Help me put these things in the trunk", he said, scratching his mustache.

"Thank you very much, sir."

When you approached, you noticed how big that man was. He was fat and burly, but he looked like two of you. He had light brown skin, a head with little black hair and a big mustache that suited him well. He wore warm clothes, just like you.

You help him to put suitcases and some boxes of food and clothes into the trunk. Walter prepared quickly. He had probably been one of the first to see the warnings.

You didn't talk until you got in the car again. This was a tall, sturdy car. You were relieved, at least you had a ride now, and you felt safer with company.

"Where's your aunt?" He asked suddenly when the car was already running.

"I do not know."

"You woke up now, didn't you?”

"Yes."

"That's why you didn't know about the zombies. Unbelievable ... right?" He snorted with a smile intention. "Zombies. Haha.”

"Yeah, unbelievable", because of his indignation, he didn't seem to be kidding. Your heart froze.