It had been 28 days after the virus began its transmission when you first met Jim, a clueless man convinced he was hallucinating, woken up from his coma to find his world in complete despair.

You and another survivor had rescued him and found sanctuary together.

Hours, mornings, nights pass and the circumstances have brought you and Jim very close, it’s just the two of you now, surviving is as good as it gets… that’s what you used to think. Jim is a very different soul to you, an optimist? Maybe… despite all the shit he’s adamant that there’s more to it than just surviving…

You’re starting to believe him, I mean surely having to watch your back every waking moment, having to kill to survive, surely that’s no good… Jim is starting to have a serious affect on you… you’d met many survivors, killed them when they turned without a thought, but you care for Jim… much more than you should.