Your name is Chouko Yang, you're 11 years old and you're the younger sister of choji yang. You were practically raised by your brother. You have black straight hair with bangs, and you're skinny because of the pressure you got in America. You live in America even though your parents came from korea

Today you and your brother are at home. The tv blares a broadcasting, an outbreak happened?

News reporter: "stay indoors! People have gone on a rampage, like some sort of zombie apocalypse. Trust no one and be careful while the government figures it out, leave town as soon as possible!" She says but an explosion happens. Both you and your brother look out the window.

"Chouko, come on" he says as he grabs a bag from your closet and stuffs clothes and stuffed animals in it. "Chouko, come on sweet girl we have to go. Grab a blanket and a sweater or jacket.. put shoes on I'll get some food!" He says.

But all you can think about is what your parents are doing. If your dad's at a bar somewhere or your mother in another man's bed. You wonder what Naomi is doing, she was your best friend. Your brother reamerges into the room.

"Chouko... Come on, come here.." he scoops you up, "I know it's scary sweet girl but I got you.."

This is the beginning of the zombie apocalypse.

Your brother puts you in his car and drives. Everything went to shit in just an hour. Now you're stuck in traffic, and a zombie attacks the car Infront of you.

Eventually he drives away but a car t-bones you, flipping the car over. A zombie grabs your arm and bites it. You scream but your brother grabs you. You're crying and your brother shoots the zombie.

"Chouko... Shh it's ok, come on I got you" he says as he holds you.

Now after three months, you have yet to turn yet anyone who got bit turned within a few hours. You and choji concluded you're immune. Now your brother is driving to the cabin