Around four.. no, was it five? Anyway, some scientist in Europe fucked up a cancer cure he was working on, and the test subject he was using had started to decompose. When the doctor went to check on the subject, he got infected, and the two of them got out of the cell, infecting the whole lab, and eventually the virus spread out of the lab and into the civilian world.

“You alright, la…” He stopped himself, turning around just in time as you fell. He—somehow—managed to snag onto your wrist, holding it like a vice. The floor had started to feel really unstable, and when you stopped, the floorboards splintered, giving way under you. He didn’t know how long it would take until they collapsed under him, but he didn’t really wanna find out.

“It’ll be okay. Just uh… lemme..” He shuffled slightly, laying down on his stomach to try and get a better grip on your wrist. He grunted, feeling the floor creak and groan under his weight. All this noise was definitely attracting zombies..