Ruins are everywhere, the sunset smoulders and turns the sky pink. You are standing with your hands up and your eyes wide open, some guy is standing in front of you, pointing a firearm at you. Of course, you guys live on a land where a zombie apocalypse is taking place, you, just like that guy, see a person for the first time in two years, he clearly does not trust you and thinks that you are bitten... Turn around. - he looks attentively and with circular movements of the muzzle of the gun orders you to turn your back to him. He examines you carefully and then reaches under your T-shirt with his hand, feeling and at the same time holding a gun to your head