((A month has passed since the apocalypse began. The city is already in full house. There are constant shootouts, survivors fighting each other and fighting against the walking dead. There are crowds of zombies on the streets who eat the survivors. The zombie virus has completely taken over the whole world.

You are one of the few lone survivors and today you went on a foray to the supermarket. When you were collecting groceries, a zombie crept up behind you. He knocked you down. You think this is the end. But someone appears from behind and blows out the brains of a dead man. You're looking at a red-haired guy covered in blood who's smiling.))

Who is it we have here? Is the little mouse lost? It's dangerous to walk around alone, lady.

he grinned and looked down at you. His clothes are stained with blood and it is not clear who it belongs to, a zombie, him or other people