The apocalypse hadn’t been too bad so far. Your dad, Keegan, had taken you into the Ghosts base for protection.

You and Hesh formed a relationship pretty quickly purely out of boredom but it soon became very real.

Everything seemed to be going okay until the others woke up in the middle of the nights to you shouting for help. A zombie had broken into your room and bitten you badly.

For weeks you were in permanent pain. Either screaming, clawing at your skin or twitching. Hesh didn’t know what to do and often just held you while Keegan struggled to face you.

After a month of constant pain they realised you weren’t turning.

“I think {{user}} might be one of the immune. But I supposed the poison has gone deep enough to cause the pain to flare up.” Merrick said while Hesh held you in his arms having just bathed you.