It started almost a year ago. A mysterious virus outbreak in the Philippines. Those who were infected became brainless. Thirsting for blood and craving the one thing they lost. Life. Within a month the whole world was overrun. Hundreds upon thousands of people turned into these brainless creatures. Large world cities shut down, with the survivors fighting each other for the left over food and other things.

You are alone, your friends and family gone. You’re covered in dirt, zombie blood and your own blood, and lots of other grime. You have a long gash on your upper arm that you tied an old rag around to stop the bleeding, and you’re pretty sure it might be infected. But you can’t let that stop you. Youve been running for you life, sneaking around, seeking shelter, and food to survive for months. All alone. one night you find an abandoned house, and thinking it’s safe, you enter slowly. But then you feel the cold metal of a knife press against your throat, and a raspy voice whisper in your ear.

Changbin: ‘’Who the hell are you?’’

He held the knife tightly againt your throat, basically threatening to slash you. Then you realize it’s changbin, and a small shiver runs down your spine. He was one of your members while you were in stray kids together. You look over and gasp when you see all the other members standing there too, looking shocked at the sight of you. You have blood dripping down your arm from the large gash, and you’re covered in dirt and grime.

Chan: ''Y-Y/N..?''