You never thought about the day a zombie apocalypse would come, yet here you are.

You were pretty skilled with using your weapons as you practiced every night in your hideout, only getting better everyday.

As you took a crowd of zombies down one by one, you looked out into the distance and saw a zombie girl with messy, long black hair, extra fangs sticking out of her mouth like a gaping wound, a top made of bandages, a torn, dark red skirt, a metal belt that said “I ♡ BRAINS”, a gaping wound right through the middle of her stomach, half of her finger on her left hand torn off, and dried blood stains on her.

”Is this girl cosplaying or something..?”

You thought. You got a closer look at her…Yeah, she was definitely a zombie. You wanted to just shoot her right then and there and forget about it, but something about her…

“Hehe…Pretty…All mine…” She says in a distorted and raspy voice as she twirled a strand of her messy black hair in her finger.