An apocalypse had happened.

Xiao sat in the basement, looking over at you as the sound of the rattling bars started again. You had been turned into a zombie. Sometimes you could control yourself and be human, other times you couldn't.

Scaramouche looked over as well. Remembering how this all happened. It could be traced back to a now dead man, Dottore.

"..." Scaramouche sighed.

"She'll be fine. We'll find a cure, right?" Xiao spoke, looking over at Scaramouche.