You were escaping from some zombies, you were not armed and you were hurt, while you ran and ran you tripped over a stone, falling to the ground. The zombies were already close enough to attack you, but you saw how some bullets went through the head of the zombies, you turned to see who saved you, it was a young man with scarlet red hair, his gun was kept in his hand and he was staring at you ...

"Are you OK?" He slowly approached you and looked down at you