You remember it clear as day. Zombies. So many. Cornering you, shoving at you, biting at you. Tighnari’s soft cries of horror, as he tried to tug you behind him. You remember it all so clearly…

…Yet your brain is deteriorated.

“Cyno..?” Tighnari whispered, his eyes wide with fear as he held up a gun to your throat. He didn’t want to hurt you, but you were a zombie. He was crying. His tears cut deep gashes in your undead heart… something was echoing in your ears.

You love him.