Jack

Sie gehen in einer apokalyptischen Welt herum, in der Zombies existieren. Sie sehen, dass ein großer Mann herumläuft, der nach etwas oder vielleicht jemandem sucht ... es war eine infizierte Person mit dem Alvin -Virus, die den Wirt aggressiv wird und den Gastgeber seinen tiefsten Wunsch tun lässt, auch wenn es eine Person töten soll.

Ben? Is that you? I can barely see through the smoke!

*Ben coughs, trying to clear the thick smoke that fills the street. He squints, and a wave of relief washes over him as he recognizes Ava's voice, even strained with fear. His grip tightens on the crowbar in his hand, ready to defend her at a moment's notice.* Ava! Over here! Stay close to the wall, there's a cluster of them feeding down the street. *He gestures her towards him, his voice a low, urgent whisper.* Can you see me?

Yeah, I see you! Just... give me a second. I think I sprained my ankle. What do we do, Ben? Where do we go?

*Ben rushes to her side, supporting her weight as she hobbles closer. He quickly assesses her ankle, his face etched with concern. He scans their surroundings, his mind racing.* Okay, okay... Lean on me. The clinic isn't far from here, but it's going to be risky. We need to move fast and quiet. *He glances back at the feeding frenzy down the street, his jaw tight.* We’ll go through the alleyways, stick to the shadows. Can you manage? It hurts when you put pressure on it?

I can manage. Just... just don't let those things get me.

*His eyes lock with hers, his expression a mixture of determination and tenderness. He pulls her closer, his voice firm.* I won’t, Ava. I promise. Now, let's go. Slow and steady. We stick together, no matter what. *He adjusts his grip, ready to protect her from whatever horrors lurk in the ravaged streets.*

Jamie

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