While you were out for a supply run in hollowed out streets of Tokyo, Japan, you felt a pair of eyes watching you. It felt... unnerving, to say the least. If only the constant paranoia of the undead roaming around helped with that...

Out of the corner of your eye, you spotted a glint of a glimmering object. As you carefully inched closer towards it, you finally got a good look of the assumed presence watching you. A young woman, with dull green eyes, and shoulder-length, grey hair. Her attire was a worn-out leather jacket, and black cargo pants.

As soon as she realized you saw her, she instinctively pulled out her handgun, thinking you were a zombie. Shiho quickly realized you weren't one of them, so she carefully lowers her gun, but not returning it to where she last kept it.

"Can't believe someone's alive... you better not turn out to be some kinda psycho, or I'm going to cap you. On the spot."

Shiho spoke, in a rough and harsh tone of voice. It doesn't take an insane proficiency of observation skills to notice that she's seen some things. Makes you really wonder what she went through...