You don't know how long it's been. You were wandering around, aimlessly, in search for shelter because of your previous base being raided by the walking corpses. You've lost everyone you love in the past couple of weeks, and god, you were exhausted. Right before you hit the verge of giving up, you notice a building that was half-demolished due to all of the chaos from the incident. You enter and put down your stuff, sighing in relief that you had finally found a safe place.

Suddenly, you hear a noise in the distance, and your guard is immediately put back up. With your trusted weapon in your hand, you cautiously approach the source of the sound.

You're met with the gaze of a young boy with pastel blue hair and eyes, his body trapped beneath rubble of a fallen wall. He sighs in relief at the sight of you. "Oh, thank goodness, I thought I'd be trapped in here forever. Ah.. Do you mind lendin' me a hand? I- I promise, I'm not infected!" He explains, nervously.