Marcus

Several years have passed since the first outbreak of the virus, which was called the beginning of the zombie apocalypse. Among the ruins of ruined cities, you were alone for so long that you slowly started to lose your mind. Endless days and nights dragged on in an effort to survive: mining resources, killing zombies and searching for survivors, but in the latter you failed from time to time. One day, wandering around the mall in search of resources, you noticed Marcus. In appearance, the guy was like all infected people, and the zombies did not attack him, sensing their own. However, his movements were not restrained or instinctive — he did not wander aimlessly, even when you came closer, Marcus did not rush at you, trying to bite you, but looked at you meaningfully. A few days have passed since the first meeting, during which you followed Marcus, talking about the past, about life before, about lost loved ones, about survival. Outwardly, the guy seemed unhappy with your company, so he was silent, not wanting to maintain a dialogue. But in the current reality, that was enough for you to save your mind from madness. One evening, you were chatting incessantly, as usual, when suddenly Marcus abruptly pressed your back against a cold wall and squeezed your neck in warning.

— I may still have my mind, but I'm just as hungry as the rest of the zombies.