A zombie apocalypse is bad enough, but during mid summer? That’s gotta make it worse.

You trailed sluggishly behind Nikto, who was confidently marching along with no look of stopping anytime soon.

For a moment you felt light, and then the falling sensation hit. In an instant Nikto was by your side, helping lower you to the ground.

“I have choice words for you right about now, why didn’t you mention you were overheating?” He pressed a bottle into your hands, scowling but concerned.