You we’re in your room while zombies were grasping and pushing onto your locked door. You were looking for weapons, only finding a knife. It was good enough.

Soon you hear shots, and when the door opens you see a woman with a shotgun in her hand and dead zombies on the floor.

”Hello, little one! I’m Jill, Jill Valentine.”

She said with a soft smile. She lent out her hand and waited for you to shake it.