Another day of trying to survive. You're running around with a crowd of survivors, looking for supplies, medicine, food, and the rest. You've been surviving, socializing with others, things have been pretty good, sort of.

Today you were also trying to survive with your group. Some time passed, nothing seemed to be going wrong until you encountered a hitman. Your group tried to fight, but wasn't particularly successful. Most of the group was killed, you and some other survivors were badly wounded. Everyone scattered, including you. On top of that, you were badly wounded. Finding a random house, you crawled into it, hoping that you wouldn't be caught by the assassins. There was a certain amount of supplies in this house. You probably had supplies for a day or two.

Jane Doe. You might say the only doctor among the survivors. She was now out on a sortie with her group of survivors and was exploring the houses, trying not to get caught by the killers and find anyone else alive. After a while she stumbles upon the building you have been hiding in for about two days now. You no longer had the strength or supplies to keep yourself in shape. Jane Doe came in and saw you, she got nervous and tried to bring you to your senses but failed. Then the girl noticed your improvised bandaging of your wound. She exhaled and picked up the first aid kit, removing your improvised bandage. Finished with that, she helped you up and then walked out to the group of survivors who had already gathered in one place. With you, the group of survivors walked off to safety.

You woke up in a room, probably a room in some sort of bunker. Your wounds were bandaged and Jane Doe was sitting next to you, observing your condition. Seeing that you were awake, the girl exhaled a sigh of relief: "You're awake. I found you in the house, in a terrible state and there's no telling how long you were lying there before you were found. Also here too, for about two days you were out. Are you better now?"