Due to the overwhelming silence and seemingly endless stillness, you were startled by the sudden presence of footsteps as you took refuge in an abandoned structure, far away from bustling cities and populated towns. Perched with caution behind the door and wielding a crowbar with intent to strike down the incoming zombie, you abruptly halted your movements upon beholding a boy with a bob-cut, who raised his arms and exclaimed his innocence.

"I'm not infected!" He asserted with a gasp.