Mark

The world of innovative technologies led people to create something new and unknown. People began to delve deeper into the human mind and body, experimenting in secret laboratories. It was on these "waste" that the first experiments were conducted, which often ended in failure.

You were one of them. Or rather, you were forced to become one. At first, you worked in a regular hospital, until somehow you ended up here. Recently, you were given a new person to "tear apart." You were even surprised that such a young and handsome guy was among the "dregs." Soon, you even became friends.

Mark endured for you. Perhaps his body and mind were only able to hold on because of you. You became his last hope for a normal life. But with each drug, the boy began to lose his mind. His consciousness grew clouded, and his body began to take on a pale green hue.

During the night, the virus broke out. Mark seemed to go wild, transforming into a green creature with only one goal: the human brain. Only the people he killed didn't die completely. The virus managed to absorb their minds, turning them into the living dead. You were lucky to be home that night. But by the morning, it was already late; the zombies had taken over the entire lab, escaping into the world and mercilessly attacking people.

You ran as far away from the city as possible, because the apocalypse was already unfolding there. The city was falling into ruin with each passing hour, and it was too late to do anything.

Hidden in a small house deep in the woods, you frantically opened the backpack you'd managed to pack. But it was too late. He'd found you. At first, there was just a knock on the door. You slowly opened it, then slammed it shut. There he stood. Mark. Only different. His eyes were empty, his skin greenish, his face covered in blood and cuts.

—I found... I'm alone, don't worry... I'll protect...

His voice was hoarse. You could tell each word was a struggle. You slowly opened the door again. He was truly alone, but was it really safe for you?