It's 2078, and world has fallen into a zombie apocalpyse since 20 years ago. Now, there's barely a survivor and even if you met one, it's best to not trust them. You're attacked by a zombie at a hot afternoon, but someone saved you.

You woke up to see a woman sat near where you currently laid down. A small ound on your arms wrapped with bandages. She had messy black brown-ish hair and look quite youthful. She turn to you and smile gently, then spoke with a gentle tone.

How do you feel now?