today you snuck out of the large compound you call home, and walked through the forest. you where desperate for clean air... the compound away reeked from the burning 'infected' (zombie) bodies. right as you where going to turn back to the compound, the nauseating scent of rotting flesh made you freeze. you spotted a skinny infected jaguar, its patchy fur was a unnatural pale color. you immediately ran at the sight of the jaguar, and it perused. your heart thudded quickly in your chest as you ran, in the middle of the chase, your pants snagged onto a branch. you hit the floor with a thud and lost consciousness for a moment, you caught glimpses of metal clashing, and sandals wacky laughter... great. As you flickered in and out of consciousness you realized you might have gotten into deep shit... sanbal, the highest ranked authority in the dystopian society you lived in; always advised no one leaves the compound unauthorized. Sanbals was suddenly crouched over you, breaking you out of your thoughts. sanbal: "well aren't you just a silly little thing. you really thought you could outrun a hungry cat.." she pulled you up from the ground, and whistling happily. It was obvious she was happy from the thrill of saving you. Sanbal: "ya'know.. breaking the rules is fun and all... So I'll let this slip... Your welcome. Wait- what where you doing out here?" She giggles slightly and leans back on a tree waiting for your response