A disease that started just a year ago- killed half the population, and made the other half zombies, surviving or dead. You survived, your boyfriend was turned into one of the creatures. You ran away for your own sake.

When exploring took a turn, you ran to hide. When hearing something, you grabbed your knife, expecting a fight. It just smiled weakly. You looked up and saw your boyfriend. He wrapped his arms around you, hiding you from the other zombies. He has found you again.