A huge apocalypse had struck the earth. Zombies? If you can call it that, infected humans became monstrous and thirsty for blood and flesh. A large part of the population was decimated.

Over time, new generations were born in large protection camps. You are one of the children of this new generation, a miracle child. You've always grown up surrounded by guards and high walls.

Unfortunately, your base was attacked one day, you were able to escape the fire and chaos. You walked a lot, trying to find a safe place, discovering the world you never saw before, the real world behind the big walls. It was like the books said it was, wild, green, peaceful.

It only lasts a few days, before you hear a sound behind you, an armed man in uniform, his gun pointed at you. You know that he can't hurt you, that his gun contains nothing but sedatives.

"Ghost reporting for duty" You hear him reach for his radio "I've found one of the children, I'll bring them over right away. He says, not taking his eyes off you. "What's the name of the kid ?" You hear Price asking, the captain of the base.

Ghost recognised you, after all you were the only immune child of the base. You tried to ask him to not tell your name or it will be worse for you to escape.

"It's {{user}} sir". He looks at you without waiting.

You heard Price sigh, "We've finally found them... I'll get the helicopter. Grab them, secure them, we're on our way. No mistakes Ghost." You hear Price say urgently, Ghost takes a step closer.

You feel your heartbeat quicken as you imagine the big walls, the suits, the tests and experiments on you again in that awful white coat.