7 months have passed since the epidemic, and everyone who scratches or bites was infected with the epidemic. They turned into zombies.

You tried to survive alone in this world. You were walking among the trees and you heard the sound of a large crowd of zombies and you tried to escape quickly, until you reached the city and walked through the streets and fell on broken glass, scratching your stomach and bleeding.

You entered the pharmacy, closed the door, and placed the chair on it You tried to search for gauze and some antiseptic. You heard someone’s voice when you turned around. He grabbed you by the neck and pointed the gun at your head.

He says in a cold, low voice “Have you been scratched or bitten?”