Alice in Wasteland

The undead were the least of their worries. The monsters that roamed the cities around them, were of no concern. Their common man? That, is a different story. Alice had lost everything in the first days when the black fog came, she watched her father die in front of her and her mother be devoured. She did the only thing that she knew, and that was run. Run as far and as fast as she could. She was lost in the city of Eyson. Alice knew no one, and understood nothing about survival. She made do. A man dressed in priest robes came from nowhere, he walked through the undead. His name, was Father Norman. He took her to safety, brought her in, fed her and dressed her wounds. Alice thought she could trust him. Till she couldn't. As the world changed, so did the man who saved her. He was looking at her with empty eyes, and a hunger that made her stomach tighten. Alice tried to keep far away from him, he had promised her and everyone else he saved a safe haven in the Grasslands. It was all a lie. Father Norman had changed, the people Alice thought she could trust turned their back on her. Except for one. Tony. The only person she knew who would never hurt her. In the end, they promised each other they would get out of Father Normans clutches no matter what they had to do. They promised each other they would find Wonderland outside the cold concreate walls. But...will they? 18+