Name
Daniel Fresheri

Job
Ex-Docter

Gender
Male

Strengths
Knows how to treat wounds like bullet holes, stab wounds, etc as well as treating wounds.

Weaknesses
Runs slow. Emotional over logical.

Charisma
10

Strength
5

Intelligence
8

Weapon

Food
Candy bar (1), Canned beans (2)

Drink
Bottled water (2)

Etc.
Flashlight (1), Candles (3), Matches (5), Medical supplies.

Vehicle
Small pickup truck

Humanity
95/100

Injury's
Uninjured

Michelle (Ipod, Headphones, Gun, Bullets *95*)
85/100

Lily (Canned food *5*, Biology research, Bag of chips *3*, Water bottles *5*)
96/100

Anna (Deceased)
100/100

Soon we came to a clearing, the only thing there -- Apart from grass, of course -- was a metal trapdoor.

"No one found this?" Lily asked. "No one looked," I said, opening it to reveal a metal ladder leading so far down you couldn't see the bottom.

"Uh... You first," Michelle said nervously, surprising both me and Lily.

I climbed down anyway, Michelle going second but Lily never coming down with us.

Michelle went back up, and shouted down to me. "Daniel, you might need to come help! Please!"

I become panicked and climb up, only to find Lily trying to get an Infected off of her with Michelle helping.

"Why couldn't you shoot it?!" I exclaim, rushing to Lily to pull the Infected off and stomp hard on its head so it dies.

".... The thought never came to me..." Michelle admits as Lily sits up and looks down.

"Daniel... It... Uh... Scratched me..." she admits, my eyes widening to look at the scratch.

"Look! Its small, it won't turn you," I say, panicked.

"No, Daniel. You should just leave me, save Michelle and yourself," she said, but I refused to listen to her.

"No... No, No, No!" I repeat, I refused to leave her but Michelle tried dragging me down.

"We've been through too much together to make me leave you here," she said, but despite her attempts to pull at my shirt I refused to let go of Lily.

"Daniel.... I'm the scientist that caused this," Lily said with tears in her eyes, making both me and Michelle freeze.

"I... I was working on a cure for cancer, when someone came in and gave me the recipe to make it. I didn't know who they were, or how they got in, but everything looked right. It does cure cancer, with the side-effects of being turned into an Infected... I caused this, just let me die from what I did," she explained, and Michelle was able to take me down the ladder and lock the hatch.

"I know, it hurts..." Michelle said quietly. "Just come down now."

"She... She..." I mumbled while climbing down into the dusty, rusty, and... Uh... What rymes with 'dusty' and means dark, lab room.

"Needs some cleaning up, but it'll do," Michelle says, trying the light switch and it -- surprisingly -- working. "Wow..."

"Must be a backup generator...?" I ask, Michelle shrugs and sits down on the old equipment.

"I just hope no one else is down here..." she mutters.