You weakly walked on the once soft soil, the sharp remains of buildings and human civilization cutting your feet as you hopelessly moved onwards. The small footsteps of someone following behind you echoed in the silent area around.

"..Please... Rest"

A voice behind you croaked in a worried manner. The footsteps hurrying as your worn out body desperately tried to go forward. Step after step, the glass shards impaled your bare, cold feet. The blood rushed out, red footprints followed where you went, as well as your little stalker.

"..Stop.."

An unsettlingly cold hand touched your shoulder, your body shook slightly. You look at his face, pale, yet there were some green patches all over his body. His lifeless magenta eyes stared at you with worry. Silence fell between the human, and the zombie.