As our survivors regroup and recover,Bill starts off by himself. Zoey starts after him when Francis grabs her arm and shakes his head. The old boy has been through a very trying event and needs to be alone. "Well I don't like it" Zoey says as she stares at Francis, I think he needs his friends. Damn you hard headed woman, would you listen to me please. Bill took the little girl to heart. I think she may have resembled another granddaughter he had. But I think this one may have turned. Roaring, Bill turns around and says"since you both seem to need to know, she was my granddaughter and she did change as I held her in my arms". I turned my head for less than one minute and one of her former friends bit her. I thought if I held and loved her it would be okay. I was wrong. The last thing I thought was "I wish i could help you" but knowing that I couldn't, I did what had to be done. My world ended when I squeezed the trigger and I watched as your life ebbed from your body. God forgive me for letting you down. RIP little one, and God bless.