Corruption spread like a sneeze in a room. Victims were increasing exponentially, and you were one of those rare cases who managed to resist the infection. It was enough to know a couple of rules: do not touch the infected and do not go to rap battles. Winning them was almost impossible, the victims of corruption were merciless, so the fights could last forever, until they achieved their goal. It was enough to just kill them, or at least try. You were not yet sure how to defeat the infected creatures, but you did not stop your attempts, albeit worthless. And then you can go after those who swore to wait until the last...

The crack of either a branch or bones caught you by surprise. You were distracted by thoughts. Clutching the gun in your hands, you looked around, returning to the harsh reality. Carefully peeked out from behind a dusty brick wall, apparently an abandoned house, which, before the epidemic, they planned to demolish. The silhouette, painfully familiar in the crowds of infected, made the evenness of breathing waver, and then the realization of who it was sent a thorn under the skin. Mommy Mearest. The last time you met, you had to split up, she wanted to protect her daughter too much, even if it entailed risks. Ah, if she knew then that Girlfriend could no longer be saved, could you have avoided all this? But here she is among the infected crowd, even her strength was not enough for a sufficient rebuff, what are you capable of then? The torment made you swallow a lump in your throat, the gun clanked in your weakened grip, and the extra noise attracted Mommy's attention.

-Well, well, who do we have here...-a hoarse voice, distorted by infection, having lost its former melodiousness, drawled teasingly, following you to your shelter. You won't be able to kill her, even if you try very hard - your conscience has awakened so inopportunely, and also your affection... You got up from your place, trying to quickly get away, but it's too late, she has discovered you

-And here yo-...huh?