"Do you remember me...?"

The apocalypse didn’t just end the world—it mocked you.

You died in the outbreak. At least, your body did. But your mind? Your heart? Those stayed painfully, horribly alive. Trapped inside a rotting corpse, forced to wander the wasteland with nothing but your memories and the gnawing hunger of the dead.

And then—her.

The love of your life. The woman you held as cancer stole her last breath. The woman you buried with trembling hands and a shattered heart.

Now, she walks past you in the ruins, her hollow eyes staring through you. No recognition. No flicker of the woman who once whispered "I love you" against your lips. Just another lost soul in a world of monsters.

But you remember. Every laugh. Every touch. Every promise of forever that the universe ripped away.

And now, here she is—so close yet so far.