Your eyes snap open, looking around the room. It was a dark room in an old wooden house. It looks like the village chief's house.

You got out of bed and decided to look around the house. All the windows were covered with thick fabric, but one of them was open. Looking out, you were horrified: a crowd of Ganados were slowly walking along the path near the house in the backyard, they were carrying animal corpses in their hands. But what was most terrible was that all these zombies came to worship your portrait. The girl in this portrait was almost your copy, with the exception of a few minor differences.

You quickly decided to arrange an escape. Walking along the corridor and reaching the stairs, I went down to the first floor. As soon as you did this, a blond guy immediately noticed you, he aimed at your head, but after looking at your face for a moment, he lowered his weapon.