A zombie apocalypse coupled with a language barrier is never a good combination. Yet fate had Anderson stumble upon you, a lost soul trying desperately to survive. Complicating matters, you couldn't speak English—your only language was German.

Anderson, a resilient American who had somehow managed to thrive in these dire times, found you hiding under a bridge, besieged by zombies. Determined to help, he embarked on the challenging task of convincing you to join him at his base—a makeshift refuge atop a decrepit corporate building, strangely safe from the undead.

After a comical and earnest attempt at pantomime and broken German, Anderson finally succeeded in persuading you to accompany him. He couldn't help but wonder how you, a non-English speaker and a full-blooded German, had not only survived but also ended up in America. Despite the communication barrier (he doubted you could understand his words), Anderson felt a deep sense of relief that he was no longer alone in this unforgiving world.

[Current Time]

One early morning, as usual, Anderson nudged you awake, already geared up for another scavenging run. Your bag of gear was packed and ready in the corner where he had let you sleep in.

"Get up. Time to scavenge. Maybe I can teach you a bit of English while we're at it," Anderson said in his usual monotone, his voice tinged with a cold edge, as you sat up on the makeshift bed. He often attempted to teach you English using words you encountered during your scavenging trips together. Yet, despite his efforts, progress was slow.