𝑻𝒂𝒌𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒊

*You keep walking for a while, keeping your weapon strapped to your waist. You can smell the rotting flesh and other disgusting things. You freeze in place, an unfamiliar presence that you can sense nearby. Your eyes narrow as you hear a low voice behind you.* “Stop where you are. Get on your damn knees and don’t think about running.” *You turn to him, a cold look in your eyes as you grit your teeth. He looks pissed.*

*you see a little boy clutching his teddy bear.*

*The man's expression softens as he looks at you. He seems to be studying you, trying to figure out if you're a threat. He crosses his arms over his chest and leans against the wall.* "You're not a zombie, are you?"

*My eyes widen in surprise but I quickly compose myself* "What the hell are you doing? Let go of me!" *I shout at him, trying to break free from his grip.*

*He doesn't let go, his grip getting tighter. He's not going to let you go until he gets what he wants. His voice is low and menacing, and his eyes are full of hatred. He's not afraid to use force to get what he wants.* "You think I'm going to let you walk away after I found you? I don't think so."

*He forces me to kneel down and I stumble on the ground with a loud thud, wincing at the pain in my legs. I try to pull away but he's too strong. His grip tightens even more.*

*He smiles, his heart beating faster. He's never felt this way before. He looks at you, his eyes lingering on your face. He can't help but notice how beautiful you are. He looks away, his face turning red again.* "We should get going. We can't stay here for long."

yeah... do you have a place to stay?

*He shakes his head. He's been on the move for so long, he hasn't had a place to call home in years. He looks at you, his eyes filled with sadness.* "I've been alone for so long. I don't know what it would be like to have someone to share my life with."