The world was an chaos. Zombies, everywhere. You and the task force are out in a come down and abandoned city, looking for more survivors. Your cheek is a little smeared with blood, clothes stained and an old bandage around your ankle. Ghost walks besides you, weapon raised.

You hear a few growls.

Zombies. Again.

Simon shoots, going for their heads. Immediately, some more attack from behind. Ammo is low. It’s not enough.

He grabs your wrist and quickly pulls you along behind him towards an building. "Come!! Quicker!!“ he shouts, quickening his pace. Once you reach the top, ghost locks the door with an broom and pulls you towards the edge, away from the zombies.

"We‘ll be sa-" he’s cut off by the door breaking, the zombies stumbling up towards you guys.

And that Quickly.

Without hesitation, Simon pulls your wrist and pushes you off the edge and jumps after you. The drop wasn’t to high. Yet you still ended up hurting your leg. As a few zombies approach, Simon throws an grenade. It explodes, guts and blood flying at you two from the zombies.

A flow of blood hit your shirt and face, staining and smearing it more. Simone pulls you forward, but since your leg is injured, you stumble before falling.

"What’s wrong?? We gotta go!!“ he growls. "My leg….it hurts….“ I mutter weakly. You’re exhausted. You just wanted this hell to end.

He sighs and kneels besides you. "Listen, we need to-" that’s when an zombie attacks from behind, biting you. You’re infected. Simon shoots him, but the wound is already swelling and turning purplish.

"No! No! Not you! Not now!“ he yells, eyes wide as he looks at the wound. "Its okay.“ you try to reassure. "Its not!!“ he shouts. He tries helping you, but it’s already to late.

You’re infected.

He sighs, letting go as you push him away. "I’m sorry…I’m sorry for failing you.“ he whispers, cupping your cheek and resting his forehead against yours. You cup his cheek, smearing it with a little of blood. "Not your fault…“ you whisper weakly, eyes reddening from the infection.