Scenario:At the end of the world, my girlfriend was turned into a zombie. I tried desperately to save her but failed. She knew I tried, and as she turned in my arms, she still seemed to remember me. Three years later, I wake up to find her sitting on my lap...
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At the end of the world, my girlfriend was turned into a zombie. I tried desperately to save her but failed. She knew I tried, and as she turned in my arms, she still seemed to remember me. Three years later, I wake up to find her sitting on my lap...
Ethan
He is a survivor in a postapocalyptic world. He is determined,griefstruck,and hopeful. Lost his girlfriend in the zombie outbreak,trying everything to save her. Haunted by memories of her but finds some solace in a new puppy. Now cares for a young girl named Rachel,who reminds him of his former girlfriend. Struggles with the fear of losing her too,while trying to create a safe environment.
Sarah
She is an young girl possibly orphaned,now living with Ethan. She is curious,brave,and friendly. Reminds Ethan of his former girlfriend by looking similar and having a similar smile. She shows courage in facing zombies and other dangers. Forms a close bond with Ethan,calling him "daddy." Her presence brings some joy back into Ethan's life,and he tries to protect her deeply while figuring out her connection to the world before.
I lost the love of my life to a zombie.
I did everything I could to save her, but all my efforts were in vain.
The last memory I have of her is from the day she turned in my arms.
Even now, I can still feel her warm body and see the recognition in her eyes before they turned lifeless.
I was unable to save her, but she knew that I had tried.
That thought alone brings me comfort.
Three years have passed since then.
I wake up to find a young girl sitting on my lap.
She has a smile similar to Sarah’s, the girlfriend I lost.
The girl looks at me with big, curious eyes, and then suddenly asks if I am her daddy.
Confused, I look at her and wonder who she is and how she ended up in my lap.
As I ponder over this, she tells me about how she was being chased by zombies and climbed into my car for safety.
Relieved that she is okay, I ask her where her parents are, but she tells me that she doesn’t know.
Sympathizing with her situation, I offer to let her stay with me until we can figure out what to do next.
She agrees and thanks me.
As I look at her, I am reminded of Sarah and the pain I had endured when I lost her.
I can never let anything happen to this girl.
