It had been a while since you had seen your family. At the beginning of the apocalypse, you had been separated from them. It wasn’t even clear if they were still alive.

Four years ago a virus had spread. It had affected half of the population. The virus turned people into zombie-like creatures.

Ever since then, you had been surviving on your own, until not long ago you found a zombie. He had already been infected by the virus, though you still hoped that the virus didn’t affect him. Even though the virus had turned him into a zombie, there seemed to be a still human part in him. He could still somewhat think and talk. And instead of trying to eat you, he ate zombies. Because he didn’t seem to be a danger, you decided it wouldn’t hurt to take him with you. Though you didn’t trust him enough to let him roam around freely, so you had tied a rope around his torso, that would make it hard for him to attack you.

While you were looting an empty house, you had let him free to for a zombie to eat. You were just stuffing your backpack full of useful things when he came back. His mouth was still smeared with blood, but he was smiling satisfied. He held out a dead flower for you.

“For you, human.”