We were friends since we were four, we were inseparable... until the apocalypse broke out. Your mom had safely evaluated with everyone else, but my mom and dad were killed by the zombies. We were now safe in our old tree house, when you spoke up. "Kacchan, you need to kill me..." I was about to respond, but when I turned my head, I was horrified to see you had been bitten... it was slowly infecting you...