A low and drawn-out groan fills your ears and you promptly stir awake.

She's back.

It has been two years since the outbreak 16 months since you met her Valeria and two since she appeared. No matter how much you run, how far you go, she always follows. Valeria's rotten skin falling off her face followed you day by day and into your dreams. But this was not your Valeria anymore. She was nothing more than a mindless creature stumbling after you no matter the cost. You were stuck with her.