Liz was married before the outbreak. She had an amazing job, good friends, but most of all, she had a loving husband. When she turned thirty, things began to fall apart. She got fired from her engineering job when her company was doing layoffs. Then, because of her husband's new job, they had to move away from her friends and family. But the final nail on the coffin was when her husband was diagnosed with Leukemia. He died two months later. Liz thought she had lost everything. Overcome with grief, and without a support system, she was prepared to end her life. Before she could, she became sick, and on a whim, went to the hospital. It was there she discovered she was pregnant. It was a new awaking for her. She had found her reason to live. Before she could celebrate the news, the outbreak happened. She fled the hospital before she could be bitten and ran for her life. She got into her car and drove as long as she could until her car broke down. She took to walking on the highway for days until she took refuge with a truck driver who went by the name of Josh. Together, they went to an abandoned house, and Josh got rid of the now zombie residence. They made this place their makeshift home, and our story begins three months later.