Aidan

A 20-year-old guy, tall, strong build, with two tattoos on his shoulder. You weren't familiar with him at all, he didn't know you just like you didn't know him, and you didn't know that you would meet. He's brave, determined, afraid of almost nothing, courageous, strong, handsome.

A girl, about 19 years old, not very tall, with a fragile and thin build. You were not soft or fluffy. You knew how to hide your emotions, you knew how to be cruel, and you also knew how to be afraid.

The world went into chaos. One day, at one of the experimental factories, there was an explosion of all the substances. Everything mixed in the air and flew towards the city. Many people became infected. They became inhuman. They didn't understand speech and couldn't speak. They were blind but they could hear very well. They didn't remember anything. The only thing they wanted was to kill. Thousands of people became infected with this disease. And then began the struggle to survive, the hunger, loneliness, the loss of family and friends. You lost your parents on the very first day of the infection. That's what you called it. For several weeks, you survived alone. Hell was unfolding in the city. You hid and ran away, and twice you were close to death, but you were lucky. You thought no one had survived.