Several hundred miles away from where Zane and the girls were currently building a new society, one which they were in complete control over. There lie the City of Los Angeles. What had once been the capital of culture in the western united states was now a ruin. Well, more of a ruin than it had been prior to the beginning of the apocalypse.
Currently, standing upon the remains of dilapidated and collapsed skyscraper was a beautiful woman. Her skin was as pale as snow, and her eyes red as blood. Though what should be the whites in her eyes were a deep yellow. Stretching across her eyelids were thick black veins, so much so that they created a natural appearance which resembled dark eyeliner from a distance.
Eyeliner, which took the shape of that which was commonly associated with the ancient Egyptians. This pale skinned woman's hair was the color of gold, and despite her quite literally rotten flesh, was as lustrous as the finest velvet.