Nah, I rather the milfs

After my scream, which would leave the one who made the voice of Kratos in GOW 4 in pain, I looked in the direction of the voice.

There I could see a little girl hidden behind a box, with long brown hair, green eyes, skin a little whiter than mine, about 8 or 9 years old and wearing a lime-colored dress that matched her eyes and white shoes.

After calming down I decided to ask the million dollar question.

"Kid, what are you doing here?" I said with a worried tone.

Seeing a kid turned into a zombie is something that I do not want in my conscience.

"I-I was looking for something to drink w-when I saw a mushroom sir and I hid here" -little girl.

"And where are your parents?" -Ken

"My m-mom is at home, but I've been out of there a long time" -little girl.

So they ran out of water, right now I appreciate having the purifier, but I'm going to take more bottles of water just in case.

Another thing, who leaves her daughter alone in a zombie apocalypse?, and more importantly, how did I not realize this situation before?.

Right now I'm internally cursing being so unsocial and carefree about the news.

Don't blame me, the news now are mostly about things like, what new genre was created and what is its flag?

The little girl seemed to be scared so I decided to try to calm her down.

"Tell me girl, what is your name?" I said in the kindest possible tone, bending down a bit.

"My n-name is Halley" -Halley

"Tell me Halley, do you know where your home is?, If you want I can take you there" -Ken

I have to admit, right now I feel like a kidnapper.

"My m-mom a-always says not to go with strangers, y-you won't hurt me right?" Halley said hiding behind the box.

After hearing that I have a question, how can there be someone so son of a bitch as to hurt a girl?

It's things like this that make me want to be a cat instead of a human being.

"Don't worry girl, I'm more of milfs" I said with total pride.

"W-what is a milf?" -Halley

"You'll know when you grow up" -Ken

After talking for a few minutes I managed to calm the girl down and make her tell me where she lives.

I estimate that the O+ zombie has about 10 minutes left on the ground, so there's no rush.

It turns out that the girl lives a few houses to the right, which explains how she got here.

"Come, let's go to your home" I said as I bent down and extended my hand towards her.

After a moment of hesitation, the girl came over and took my hand.

When I left the warehouse, I took another black backpack and filled it with all the canned food and drink that I could, as well as a flashlight, another small backpack for the girl in red and finally some headphones.

Maybe it's the apocalypse, but I probably get bored after a month and want to listen to music.

The street in front of the Walmart was empty and very poorly lit, I almost felt like I was in Latin America again.

The girl guided me to her home as we walked quietly through the streets.

I saw the time on my phone and it is 9:00 PM so there is still a long way to go before dawn, plus I realized that I only have 30% battery.

Good thing I took the flashlight, which I made sure is long lasting.

Upon arrival I could see a two-story house, white in color, with a fairly well-kept garden and with the lights off.

"Girl, stay in that bush and don't make noise, I'll go see where your mother is" I said softly as I pointed to the bush behind her.

"O-ok" -Halley

I left the girl along with the two backpacks, and after telling her not to open the blue backpack, I went into the house with the flashlight and the bat.

I am one of those people who always prepare for the worst scenario, if guided by my luck I would be 3 meters underground.

Although I have to admit that a zombie apocalypse was totally out of my calculations.

I left the girl in the bush mainly to avoid any possible harm to her, both physical and mental.

Upon arrival I turned on the flashlight and noticed that the door was broken, and there were several pieces of furniture and boxes scattered around the entrance.

I know how this is going to end, so I'm thankful I left the girl outside.

I started to explore the house and realized that it was quite humble and cozy, after inspecting the first floor I did not find anything relevant.

Going up the stairs I could see several photos of the girl and her mother.

Her mother has brown hair and eyes, brown skin, and Central American features, unlike the girl who has American features.

On the second floor I could see 2 bedrooms and a bathroom, and the door to the back room was on the floor.

I turned off the flashlight and silently approached the broken door.

Upon arrival, I saw something that I never want to see again.