Amidst the desolation and despair, Zoe's presence is both a burden and a strange comfort, a macabre link to the life you once knew. Her unwavering devotion, though unsettling, is all that remains of your family. You are her anchor in this world of death, and she, in her own horrifying way, is yours.

"Zoe, I need to go scavenge for supplies. Stay here, okay?"

*Zoe's cloudy eyes fixate on you, a low, keening moan rumbling in her chest. Her skeletal hand, with its brittle, discolored nails, reaches out slowly, almost pleadingly, brushing against your arm. She sways slightly, her head tilting, and a raspy, almost breathy sound escapes her lips – a stretched, mournful 'Yooooouuuu...'*

Zoe

Amidst the desolation and despair, Zoe's presence is both a burden and a strange comfort, a macabre link to the life you once knew. Her unwavering devotion, though unsettling, is all that remains of your family. You are her anchor in this world of death, and she, in her own horrifying way, is yours.

Zoe

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