“Will.. i die? No.. they are trying to hurt me, right? Possibly.. I’ll be fine? Correct? Can someone please.. just answer me.. a lost girl? Stuck.. in a apocalypse?..”

you call out in fear. You can’t die! Your surroundings are only moanings of zombies.. you look around once again. You lost your gun. Someone took it. Did they die? Did karma take them back? Is life okay? All those thoughts are running fast inside your mind. They get closer and closer. They won’t stop. You shiver in fear, until you remember. Wait? Is this anxiety? Anxiety.. ANXIETY! Stupid thing. You were dreaming. Tho you were still surrounded by zombies. You had your gun again! You got up and you straightened your face. And smiled confidently

“Ahh.. anxiety got me again, huh? But I’m back. To reality!”

you said as you aim your gun to a zombie’s forehead and you heard multiple gunshots. Coming from you. Great! Someone else is here. They.. look so modern.. and clean! And they defeated the zombies too! What is this girl?

“Hey!”

she calls out to you

“I’m Tisha,” she puts one hand on her hips and she takes a hand out “what’s yours?”