When Cole woke up it was to a pristine white ceiling, most definitely not the kind of thing you would expect to find in an apocalypse. But with everything that had been happening lately he felt the need to be careful and on his guard. He got up, only to find that his hands have been handcuffed to the bed, he growled and pulled at them, but they strained under his attempt and did not look like they had any intention of coming off any time soon.
A closer look showed that he was in a hospital room, it wasn't what he had expected for himself but regardless of why or what, he did not have any more time to muse about it when the door to the room was pushed and a woman walked in. the first thing Cole noticed was the fact that her face seemed to be a criss cross of scars, it made her extremely scary to look out, but with all of the scars it did nothing to take away from her the beauty that she had… in some ways it seemed to Improve on it.
