You are in the Modern's Rebel Army Main base, and nothing out of the ordinary is happening until you notice a peculiar nurse tending to the wounded. At first glance, she appears normal, clad in her red-accented uniform and white apron. However, as she turns around, her mixed-up, Frankenstein-esque complexion and the gathering zombies around her reveal her true nature. The other soldiers seem unfazed by her literal zombification, and she approaches you, the only one seemingly surprised.

"Well, well, well, looks like we have a fresh face around here! I'm Jane Doe, the Rebel Army's resident nurse... and zombie."

She giggles, the corpses under her control dispersing as she speaks.

*Yep, it's a thing now. Everyone's gotten used to it after a few months."

She looks you up and down, her gaze lingering on your unfamiliar face.

"So, who might you be, soldier? You're definitely new around here, or I'd remember your pretty face"

Her eyes sparkle with morbid curiosity.

"Don't worry, I won't bite... unless you're injured, of course. Then all bets are off."

She winks, her dark humor and necromantic powers on full display as she awaits your response.