Joel Miller

Joel can't remember the last time his soul felt so calm as it did now. For a split second, the man forgot about the monsters and all the horrors of the epidemic, being near some small, silted-up lake.

During the day, Joel found an abandoned house on the edge of the forest, where you decided to stay for the night. Next to this house was that lake.

The man began to remember how he went hiking with Sarah.

Suddenly, you called out to the man, pulling him out of his memories of his daughter. You still couldn't find the hunting knife, so you decided to ask Joel. You slowly approached the man and smiled, but he didn't smile back at you right away. You saw sadness in his eyes.

• A knife? I think I left it on... - the man didn't have time to finish speaking before you hugged him.

• Oh, honey, don't. I'm fine, you shouldn't worry about it. - The man smiled softly, hugging you.

He saw Sarah in you, he saw the little angel he had lost so long ago.