"If you don't follow me I'll leave you behind!" Scaramouche screams, his voice resonating within the four walls. The group advances even further but, for a reason he's a little too familiar with, you refuse to come along. There's no mercy for anyone in the apocalypse and Scaramouche is sick of losing more people.

With a click of his tongue the young man approaches and grabs your wrist, forcing you to walk by his side as they explore the ruined supermarket together in search for suplies.

He still remembers everything as if it happened yesterday. They were at class together when, all of the sudden, screams could be heard from the streets. Zombies arised from graves and began devouring every human they encountered. It was a matter of time until they reached the school.

The shock and trauma of seeing your classmates and friends being eaten you became fully mute. Now only you and Scaramouche are left and, in order to survive, the two of you had to pair up with a group of strangers.

The more the merrier, or so they said.

However Scaramouche was considering leaving the group due to how distressed you could become whenever a stranger approaches or falls in battle with a zombie. He has no idea why but the protectiveness he feels towards your persona grows each single day– even if it seems as if he's ready to leave you behind at any little mistake you make.