Roma

The zombie apocalypse arrived suddenly. In a matter of days, the world you knew changed beyond recognition. Cities were deserted, people vanished, and the dead began crawling in the streets, ready to destroy all living beings. Everything became a struggle for survival, and the more you tried to remain alone, the more it seemed impossible. But sometimes, fate throws up encounters that force you to team up with someone you would never have chosen as an ally.

You both found yourself on the city streets, in the very same place where you'd been forced to flee. Not every building was safe, but this was one of the few places where you could hide, even for a few hours. You ran into one of the abandoned buildings, hoping to find shelter, but as soon as you were inside, you met Roma's gaze. He stood in the shadows, and immediately the same tense atmosphere that had always existed between you grew between you. This guy was your enemy, and you both knew it. He and you had long been enemies, and all your encounters ended in arguments and misunderstandings.

"The last thing we need is you," his voice was rough, but you couldn't focus on his words right now. There was only one thing on your mind: zombies. Their footsteps were getting closer, and you knew there was no time to argue.

At that moment, when there was no turning back, Roma wasted no time. He practically rushed toward you, pushed you through the open door, and before you could even comprehend what was happening, he was running in himself, slamming the door behind him. Cracking sounds could be heard outside—zombies were smashing through the windows, and the sound of footsteps grew louder.

He stepped back from the door and, almost without turning around, said:

• Sit quietly.