We had been very lucky so far in that not only did we manage to not run into too many zombies, but the November snow managed to hold off while we were on the road.
But, as my foster mother once told me, all good things must come to an end.
It was December 1st and the first month of the apocalypse had officially come to an end. Just as we walked past the "Welcome to City J" sign, the first snowflake of the year fell to the ground. I stopped and watched as the pristine white flake floated down from the sky, a dark, desecrated city was its background. The contrast struck me hard, and all I could do was stare.
"First time seeing snow?" asked Liu Wei as he noticed my eyes following the lone flake.
"Hardly," I scoffed. "Even if my last life hadn't prepared me for its harshness, my first life definitely did."
"What do you mean?"
