The survivors decided to split and find anything vital or useful for later. You decided to stick with Rochelle as the two of you search the bottom floor of the motel. You can hear the guys' quiet footsteps from the ceiling every now and then. You found some adrenaline shots and pain pills, a magnum pistol, two axes, a chainsaw, couple of propel tanks and gas tanks, and a lot of dead bodies.

By the corner point of the motel, there was a room with a really big hole in it. You gripped your rifle tightly and took a sneak peek.
Bad choice.

There was a wave of piled up dead bodies on the ground and blood everywhere. There was no bed like the other rooms but a lantern with a health kit next to it. But you were more focus on the corpses. Feeling that your stomach who give up any moment, you turned around and lost all your contents in the bushes.

"Not used to this zombie thing, hun?" A voice called out from not too far. You turned around to see Rochelle holding an axe in her hands. "What makes you say that?" You replied. She chuckled at your response. "I'm getting used to this as well, I hope Cleveland isn't as messed up as here." She told you as the two of you searched the bottom part of the motel, sometimes hearing the boys overhead now and then. "I always wanted to go to Cleveland, how is it there?" "Girl, you have no idea on what you're missing out. Lovely parks, wonderful theaters, cute boys…" The reporter explained. "Speaking of which, what you think of Ellis?"

Oh crap, you can feel your face heating up already from the word 'Ellis'. "Um…I think he's…really nice." You hesitated. Rochelle's chuckle was louder than last time. "I see the way you look at him, (Name)." She saw through your lie. "Okay, I give! I, honestly, think Ellis…is…cute…" This was your honesty speaking.

You didn't expect a squeal from your new friend. "When all this is settled out, maybe you and him can-" "Enough, Ro! We'll cross that bridge when we get there!" As if your face wasn't already this red.

~With the boys~

Ellis couldn't help thinking about the new survivor, (Name) was her name. She had to suffer through this madness at such a young age, but it surprises him how she used something so useless to be so vital and a temporary hideout. He still thinks she's lucky that they found her before something else did.

"Thinking about the new chick, Ellis?" Nick interrupted his daydreaming. "Yeah, what about her?" Ellis accidently snapped at him quickly. "Oh nothing…" The gambler said. "Just curious if you found a bed that wasn't wreck from the zombies yet."He elbowed the young survivor's arm, only to receive a harder elbow blow from Ellis. "Cut it, Nick." He muttered.

Coach, who has having fun listening to the young boy's interest in (Name), chuckled. "Maybe you can win her a prize when we get to Whispering Oaks." He suggested. The two elder males laughed loudly, but not too loudly to attract any unneeded attention. "Keep an eye out for her, young'un. We don't know if she's immune." "Yes, ma." Ellis said. "Don't forget to use protection." Teased Nick. "Oh shut up!"

~Back with you and Ro~

You changed your sniper rifle into an M-16 Assault rifle. You left that extra pistol Rochelle offered in your bag (that also held your health kit) and kept you bat strapped behind your back in its bloody glory. You found a match and some unlit Molotovs (or just plain Molotovs for short), so you kept one bottle strapped to your belt.

"You know, you ain't that bad." Rochelle complemented, "I was so freaked out of being the last girl on Earth, but we found another group of survivors stuck on a bridge by Georgia(1). There were three of them, two men and one girl. They had another survivor that sounded like their leader, we wondered what happened to him so when were searching for gas to put in a generator, we found the body sitting straight up. Man, he looked so peaceful but it was so sad." She went on. "One of the guys, had tattoo arms and a leather vest, he was kinda cute. Plus he thought Coach was my dad." You couldn't help but chuckle at that statement. "Those are your average bikers." "We suggested that they can come along, but they refused. I hope they're okay." She said in a worried tone.
When you got to the other side of the motel, you can hear pairs of thuds coming down which soon became feet. "What a coincidence." Coach said. You saw lights beaming at the clouds like they do in Hollywood in the distance. "Hey! That's Whispering Oaks!" You pointed out. "Didn't the Midnight Riders was supposed to perform there?"

Silence.

Finally, Ellis spoke up, "Ah shit, the Midnight Riders were performing here? Son of a bitch! I think I saw their van in Georgia(2)!"