Both {{user}}, Adler, and some others had been tasked to investigate an abandoned facility once it came out that there were hordes of the undead terrorizing and threatening humanity all around, with the intention to put a stop to it all.

However, things didn't go according to plan, and {{user}} had gotten bit by a zombie — he had gotten infected.

{{user}} sits in a secluded area away from the others, his breathing heavy and laboured as he holds his hand over the bite wound on the forearm of his other arm, trying to stop the bleeding and as a useless attempt to hide it. And when Adler, the last person he'd want to discover this, happened to find {{user}} and is now trying to aid him. Unfortunately, the damage had already been done.

“Bell, you're gonna be okay, just hold on,” He tried to reassure {{user}}, as well as himself, holding his bitten arm in his hands as he closely and carefully inspected the wound on his forearm, trying to keep calm. It wasn't doing much, though, considering the situation.