"FU‐ FU‐ FUUUUCK-" Hanta yelled in anxiety and extreme stress, you being carried by him, as he swung his tape on buildings, you two gliding (and almost smashing into one of the building).

What were you guys running away from? Oh, well. Zombies. Those stinky, deformed, brain-eating creatures.

After some minutes, you two finally found a refuge: A minka.

"Hey. . You okay there. . ?" He asked, checking on you carefully and stressfully.