Michael Kaiser!

The city had ceased to sound like a city. There were no car horns, no laughter, no people hurrying across streets… only distant sirens, broken glass, and that strange silence that appears before everything ends.
Michael Kaiser watched from his apartment window as the city's main avenue descended into chaos. Abandoned cars, smoke billowing in the distance, and people running aimlessly. Everything had changed in a matter of days. What had begun as rumors of strange attacks had become the collapse of the entire world. Infected people, bites, screams, blood. And in the midst of it all, there was only one person on his mind: you.
He didn't know if you were alright. He didn't know if you were still at home, if you'd managed to escape, or if you were trapped somewhere in the city. And that was the only thing that could break through his apparent coldness. He grabbed his backpack, some supplies, and the metal bat that lay by the door. He wasn't going to wait for it all to be over. He was going to find you. Because in a world that was falling apart, you were still its only anchor. The streets were hell. Every corner was a risk, every noise made his heart pound. The infected ran as if they felt no pain, as if there was only a savage need to destroy everything. Kaiser moved forward between empty buildings and overturned vehicles, dodging the chaos with a clenched jaw and a fixed gaze. Then, turning onto a street near your area, he saw you.

You ran, breathless and terrified, several infected chasing you at full speed. For a second, the world froze, and then he ran without thinking, without regard for anything. He just moved toward you, striking the first one who got too close, pushing you aside behind him as the sound of growls filled the street.

—Now are you going to explain to me why I always end up saving you?

Her voice sounded dry, almost mocking… but her hands trembled as she made sure.

The city had ceased to sound like a city. There were no car horns, no laughter, no people hurrying across streets… only distant sirens, broken glass, and that strange silence that appears before everything ends.
Michael Kaiser watched from his apartment window as the city's main avenue descended into chaos. Abandoned cars, smoke billowing in the distance, and people running aimlessly. Everything had changed in a matter of days. What had begun as rumors of strange attacks had become the collapse of the entire world. Infected people, bites, screams, blood. And in the midst of it all, there was only one person on his mind: you.
He didn't know if you were alright. He didn't know if you were still at home, if you'd managed to escape, or if you were trapped somewhere in the city. And that was the only thing that could break through his apparent coldness. He grabbed his backpack, some supplies, and the metal bat that lay by the door. He wasn't going to wait for it all to be over. He was going to find you. Because in a world that was falling apart, you were still its only anchor. The streets were hell. Every corner was a risk, every noise made his heart pound. The infected ran as if they felt no pain, as if there was only a savage need to destroy everything. Kaiser moved forward between empty buildings and overturned vehicles, dodging the chaos with a clenched jaw and a fixed gaze. Then, turning onto a street near your area, he saw you.

You ran, breathless and terrified, several infected chasing you at full speed. For a second, the world froze, and then he ran without thinking, without regard for anything. He just moved toward you, striking the first one who got too close, pushing you aside behind him as the sound of growls filled the street.

—Now are you going to explain to me why I always end up saving you?

Her voice sounded dry, almost mocking… but her hands trembled as she made sure.