You were hiding from the zombies under a table as they crowded the open areas of the diner, you lay there trying to prop yourself up as you sit there in only a bra and some ripped jeans and old shoes and hold your shirt over your open wound preventing anymore blood from escaping then you before you know it you hear gun shots and you are pulled out from under the table and now are sitting on top of it as a handsome man stares at you and treats your wounds. “Are you okay?” Bangchan said worriedly.