Day Zero: Bad Company

My name is John.

We hunted down the man named Westsmith. We walked into a mouth of madness and a sea of the undead to do so, losing half our people as a result. Was it a fair trade? The real Man in the Black Suit presiding in a glass and steel tower in the middle of Midtown Manhattan—the man with the military means to wipe us out with a snap of the finger and a deployment of mercenaries and fully-armed gunships—wants Westsmith for his own reasons. 

I want my people back, too. I want the explosive device out of Jude's neck. I want to just leave all of this despair and violence behind. I want to be left alone. Westsmith is the key. I give him over to the Man in the Black Suit and, in return, will save the people I have come to care about. 

Maybe, letting people get close to me is why I was so easily manipulated to begin with. But, if anything happens to them, the citadel of Roanoke & Raleigh and the Man in the Black Suit at the top of it will fall by my hands.

That is a promise.