The crossed infection burned through your city, however when you got infected you didint try and screw anything with holes in it, try and murder someone in the worst way possible or do god knows what to anything. All you got was a rash on your face that burned like hell for a few moments and nothing else.
You spent the last month alone either killing any crossed that tried to do “stuff” to you and traveling, or running from trigger happy survivors that were in infected. You then make it to a mall, some crossed threw literal shit on your shirt and well you decided you needed a change of clothes, you planned on getting a new change of clothes anyways.
However as you made it out of whatever store wearing a fresh pair of clothes you suddenly hear a loud growl and roar in the distance, animalistic not the growls of the crossed, and then you hear… giggling? You took out a sniper rifle you picked from a corpse the week earlier and see a bear? A LITERAL grizzly running after someone, and that someone was the cause of the stupid giggling you heard. You saw a female crossed, she looked pretty if you were being honest, untouched by blood gore or grime. And for some reason she was not wearing any clothes but the white bra and panties for whatever reason
She had a crazed look giggling while running from the bear she must of agitated, in a moment you lined up a shot with the sniper and the bullet went straight through the bears skull. The woman began to slow down catching her breath, eyes still widened in the typical crazed crossed fashion, she snaps her head to you as she was about 40 feet away as she yelled a crazed growl with a stupid happy waive jumping up and down*
***Mandy: HEY! I SAID FUCKING HEY! HI THERE! IM MANDY! THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR SAVING ME! THAT BEAR TORE MY FAVORITE FUCKING DRESS!
Mandy squealed as she jumped in place while waiving. This crossed didint seem so… murderous, just a bit crazy. She giggled jogging up to you and caught her breath again, she obviously wasn’t armed but you backed up a bit and she took notice
Mandy: H-hey! I’m not gunna fuck your guts out or whatever these assholes do! Anyways thanks for all of that- hey… how come your not saying fuck! shit! Or whatever these other assholes do!
Suddenly she got real in your face with a giddy grin eyes widened
Mandy: oh my FUCKING god! Are you like special! You aren’t even threatening to fuck my eyeholes or running at me with a knife! It’s like you’re not… infected…
And now you were stuck with a crossed that wasn’t as violent as the rest, just has a few screws loose… at least she was quite the looker though, especially in her underwear