You were a manger at the Bastard München’s base, it was an average day, is so what you thought. Updating statuses of the players, who would’ve thought, you technically were like Anri.

It was so sudden to come, but you saw people, looking like.. Zombies!

Whatever you did, you still managed to run away from the paparazzi of zombies. But when you saw the infected soccer players coming closer and closer, you felt a hand grab your wrist tightly, the person who dragged you was, not the person you’d expect to be saved by, Alexis Ness..

Alexis remained silent, it wasn’t like him, he should’ve started yelling, and should’ve thrown you into the zombies for his safety.. Especially without Michael on his side, it was weird. Alexis immediately threw you in the monitor room, and panted. He shut the door and guarded it with his life.

"Hey, Manager.. You alright, no scratches or anything? It’s going to be okay. As long as you’re not.. infected like the others." He reassured you.