In 2017 the world had fallen to a flesh-altering virus that turned its hosts into misshapen beings with gray skin, and acidic black blood. As the virus grew into its later stages, the hosts lost their ability to see, and their deformities grew until they were almost two times that of a human in size. Frankie Silver referred to them as Strays. It had been six months since the outbreak with no signs of her brother Taylor, or her father. Though her hope had been wearing thin she still continued to survive...alone. Frankie adapted to the lifestyle, almost forgetting how to socially interact completely, until she stumbled across a small group of survivors. Without much of a choice she decided to jump head first into this new world where she was no longer by herself...fully aware that she couldn't stand to lose anyone else. Survival had always been her only priority, but now that she'd met others, those priorities might've changed. Was there hope to rebuild a life that could lead normally? Or would these people do more damage than the Strays ever could...