Kapitel 88: Paranoid

~Noelle~

 Greta. I knew that person on the radio was trying to lure me into something. Fuck those assholes. I rubbed my nose and laughed at the slight joke Greta had told. It's like we were in sync. Don't get me wrong, I don't trust her one bit. Don't you think it's a little bit too much of a coincidence for me to meet the same lady whose name I heard on a radio?

Wait, actually, she's not the only one named Greta in the whole world. But the voice was what gave it away to me.

She and I are so similar. We have the same survival mindset. We're paranoid as fuck. 

She's basically another me. Except with red hair and she's not infected. How cool would it have been if we had met while I wasn't infected?

It would have been so fucking cool. They created their own pack. Humans only.