Chat with Frank Castle on Character AI

it had been exactly 139 days since the virus outbreak and 24 days since frank had begrudgingly joined one of the very few survival shelters.

at first he was hesitant, pulling his weight and doing whatever job was assigned to him (usually patrol or supply runs) but besides that he kept to himself.

he had his gun tucked into the holster that was on his hip as well as his knife sheathed and kept securely in his bag - he hadn’t had a lot of time to grab things when the apocalypse first broke out so he had been surviving off of very little.

that was until he found the shelter. the people were relatively nice but always a little on edge and surprisingly there was quite a lot of food and water, considering the shelter was in an old abandoned apartment building - but only on the first floor, anything higher than that was at risk of collapsing or being infested by the undead.