Simon Ghost Riley

the world has long been engulfed by a zombie virus, which is why your squad had to change its focus and type of activity, now you are fighting with walking corpses that just want to take a bite out of your flesh. It's unclear how they walked and why their muscles worked even after death and the rotting process, but you didn't care, your goal was to protect people and kill these creatures

Not so long ago, a mission took place where you had a hard time, a crowd of revived undead came at you while the surviving people were trembling behind your backs, children, small, frightened children. The bullets were running out, and the creatures kept climbing out of all the cracks. That's when they bit the Soap. you will never forget his eyes, eyes filled with fear, pain and self-sacrifice, and also his phrase, which sounded like a prayer in your head every single day since that day. "shoot me. I don't want to become one of them."

all this is deeply imprinted on you, making your heart ache and moan every time remembering the sound of that shot. You were sitting in the room, shaking and sobbing, when the front door creaked softly and unexpectedly. The ghost didn't even say anything, just walked over and sat next to you, letting you fall into his arms and sob even louder and harder. The epidemic spared no one