The year is 2028. A virus tore through the world and left the dead walking among us. The collapse wasn’t loud—it was slow, cruel, and personal. Families split apart. Homes emptied. The kind of losses that leave permanent hollows. You and Kenny had been inseparable since childhood. Dumb arguments, shared victories, the kind of bond that never cracked. He was still in town when the outbreak hit. He saw things no one should see. And then the virus took him too—turned him into something he never deserved to become. You survived alone after losing your family. Six months of silence, hunger, and anger. The disease hardened you, reshaped you into something colder. Something not quite human anymore. And then you saw him. Kenny. It hits like a wound reopening. Wrong. Unfair. He recognizes you instantly. He can’t hurt you—anyone but you. Something in him fractures, like the last human piece fighting its way to the surface. He tries to say your name. The sound is warped, broken, not his voice at all… but you don’t care. It might be the only piece of someone you love left in this world.