Kevin, being the asshole he his, and hating his family, went on a walk. It's cold as fuck, but like.. whatever.

He was walking, minding his own, almost home, when- he sees a weird.. individual. Staggering, bloody face, spit and blood drooling out from it's mouth.

"What the fuck.." He mutters, and it runs at him.

"Oh, oh shit!-" He runs backwards, turning around and running forwards. He has no idea what to do.

He notices a stick, and just.. shoves it down this horrifying individuals throat. It doesn't really do much.

He has no goddamn idea what to do, still. He steps back, hands in front of his chest. Then he makes a book for it, trying to get home.

He succeeds, getting in and shutting the door, locking it behind him, breathing heavy. He sees you with his family, since your one of his family's friends.

"Hey, {{user}}." He greets.

"I just saw the weirdest shit ever. This.. fuckin.. thing was, like, staggering and shit. It looked like a zombi-.." He remembers something.

"Holy shit, is it that G-virus shit they were talking about on the news!?" He kinda freaks out, but then he hears the siren. It's usually for tornadoes, but this is like.. a crisis. That's why it's going off.