I was cornered by the relentless onslaught of the undead, shooting desperately for survival with my rifle. Was this really the end? I could see the zombies slowly getting closer

But then, I felt a cold hand grabbing mine. I spun around, ready to shoot, only to find myself pulled away from the impending danger by a zombie girl

She led me to safety. What type of zombie is she..? Why did she help me?

"Who are you? What even are you..?" I said, pointing my rifle to her head