I remembered that Sara’s eyes were green as are mine and as the next guy that I came across in my escapades looking for people alive in this Zombie infested world had green eyes. Hmm – Green Eyes – I wonder…

I stepped into a town that was dusty and dry and I remember seeing a Zombie slowly shuffling toward a young man in a cowboy hat, cowboy boots, two six guns cowboy style and even spurs on those boots…

The guns were single action colts as I found out later and he could draw down I am here to tell you. Bang, down went a Zombie with a bullet between its eyes. Bang, there went another one, perfect shot between its eyes…

I cleared my throat and he looked at me from under the rim of his cowboy hat and turned and walked into the bar he was near. Right then I started to call him Billy the Kid, you know, the outlaw from the old days of the wild west…

So here is Billy the Kids story…

Stryker