Thread: Nightmares (randomname and Fantysma)

So many things can change over a period of two months- and change they did. Two months ago, the world was bustling with people and it wasn't a fight to survive every single day, but then, something went wrong. The outbreak of the virus spread quicker than anyone could contain it no matter how many military operations were set out and no matter how hard anyone tried. Two months after the first case, the world had literally gone to hell- the dead roamed the earth in seek of eating flesh. Survival was the only thing that even mattered to people anymore and it made them to terribly crazy things that were immortal and inhumane. It was difficult to get through each day but a select few seemed to manage- and in Atlanta, Georgia- there was a farm where a family was riding this thing out and it was the Greene Family Farm. Not everything had always been sunshine and roses on the farm during the outbreak however with the death of Annette and Shawn taking a toll on everyone. Remaining on the farm was the old man Hershel Greene, his two daughters Maggie and Beth, his farm hand and his wife, Patricia and Otis, and finally Beth's boyfriend Drew Chaney and his sister, Madison. Drew and Madison lost their father a couple years before during a shootout when he was on the job as a police officer. Their mother was taken within the first few days of the outbreak, working at the hospital where one of the first patients in Georgia reanimated and attacked the hospital. Luck had never really been on their side and while they did have other relatives, none were from Georgia. Their parents were originally from Upstate New York and it would be hell to get there, especially with no communication systems. Plus, there was no way Drew would leave Beth behind. Both parties were the same age, sixteen, and have been together for over three years. Their relationship first began in middle school when everyone was in the just realizing the other gender doesn't have cooties stage and everyone was getting their first boyfriend and girlfriend. Obviously, about ninety-nine percent of those relationships to form at such a young age wouldn't last, but not with Drew and Beth. It was something special. They had their ups and downs, hell, they were teenagers- but they also loved each other enough and were mature enough to talk things out if there was a problem and there hardly ever was a problem. Two months into the outbreak and they seem to be closer than ever. If they didn't have each other, who knows what might happen? Beth helped console Drew when his father was killed a few years ago and she helped him when his mother was killed as well. In return, Drew was there to hold Beth tight even when her mother and brother were killed by this disease. Now, Drew seemed to really be the man of the house. The Greene family happily welcomed him in and Beth's father especially liked the young man. He was a good athlete, an even better student, and such a gentleman. Hershel never had to deal with her daughter crying about something Drew did to her or see her upset with him. Drew was already accepted as part of the family because everyone could see that their future together would be long and bright, but nobody saw this coming. With Shawn being gone, Drew usually went out on runs himself. Hershel was too old and he could be better used at the farm to grow crops. Otis was middle-aged but on the heavier side and unable to keep up. Drew was a very speedy young man- having played basketball all his life. Along with being quick, he was tall, in fact over six feet tall already at his early age. With dark brown hair and piercing dark brown eyes, many girls thought he was to die for. However, he never understood how attractive he was and he wasn't a cocky jock. The boy was rather quiet and reserved, hanging out with a few friends rather than a large crowd, but everyone liked him, knowing he had to be the kindest boy at school. Today was a normal day in the post-apocalyptic life on the farm. Hershel and Otis spent most of the day planting, reaping, and dealing with the crops along with fortifying the fence around the house easier. Patricia and Maggie were usually organizing things around the house, trying to keep everything in tact and keeping count of supplies. The youngest girls, Beth and Madison, were doing miscellaneous things around the house, helping whomever needed it the most. Drew spent nearly the entire day gone on supply runs in town. They managed to find a working radio that the girls were asked to manage in the house in case he needed something. His means of travel happened to be his 2008 Dodge RAM that his mother got him for his sixteenth birthday, a brand new truck at the time. For weapons, he carried a pistol, a hunting rifle, and a hunting knife usually. Never before had he needed to use a gun, all he had to do was take his knife or a crowbar or some other blunt object. He never went too far from the Farm and always tried to make sure that they weren't in any danger. It was a crisp fall evening and it was nearly dark- around the time Drew should be getting back and just like every single day, he returned on time. After locking up the gate behind him, he drove the pick up truck near the front entrance of the house, slipping out and pulling down the tailgate so he could take the few supplies he found, and take them inside the house.