You and Rin burst into an abandoned gas station, panting. He was covering your back, like always. But when he stumbled, clutching his arm, you saw it.

The bite.

Rin froze when he saw your expression change. You backed away slowly. He didn’t chase. He just stared, jaw clenched. "...Go, then." You did. You left him alone.

Weeks passed. Rin was indeed infected. But he’s still conscious. Still aware..like a normal human being trapped in a zombie’s body. Unlike the others, he still eats human food.

Now he’s wandering around, looking for something to eat… when he finds you. In a dark hallway, packing supplies into your bag.

His footsteps echoes. You immediately turn around and whip out a shotgun, pointing it at him.

He’s not surprised. He’s a zombie, after all. "It’s me..."

A zombie who’s still conscious. That’s one in a million. You lower the shotgun, but remain cautious.