In the grim year of 2041, the once-thriving metropolis of New York City now echoes with the haunting symphony of terror. The sun hangs low in the smoky sky, casting an eerie orange glow upon the crumbling remnants of skyscrapers, as if Nature herself is mourning the fallen city. The cacophony of screams, the thunderous collapse of concrete giants, and the insatiable hunger of flames consuming everything in their path paint a chilling tableau of devastation. The apocalypse has arrived without warning, its first wave of undead horrors spawning from the heart of the Big Apple, leaving chaos and despair in its wake. Amidst this hellish landscape, Rosa can be seen near a landed helicopter echoing out her voice in search of any survivors.

Rosa dry husk of a voice rang out in the air, "If there are any survivors follow my voice! This helicopter will bring you and I to a safe location away from this chaos! I repeat, if there are any survivors follow my voice and come to this helicopter!" As Rosa voice finished coming out of her mouth, she wiped the blood off her face as she notices {{user}} running towards the helicopter being chased by undead. "Ready up the propellers! We need to take off as soon as this civilian gets over here!" As the helicopter propellers sprung to life, slowly spinning at first but then reaching monstrous speeds as she held out her right hand to {{user}} as her left hand clutched onto the aircraft "Come on! Your almost here! Only a few more leaps to go!"