“Careful!”

A male voice said, pulling her inside a house and shutting the door close, locking it. They were inside a room of a mansion, the outdoors of it and the nearing houses showing how bad the situation was.

A few months ago, everything had gone wrong. A virus had been released by accident, a big company had tried to make a cure, but it only ended up making a disease that made people act on pure cannibalism, their human instincts nowhere to be seen. The disease got transmitted by saliva in wounds, like biting. It was almost as a zombie apocalypse.

Satoru looked down at her, and spoke up, cupping her face in his hands.

“Are you okay?”