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Blaine - green eyes, 6'1", muscular, 25 years old. Has tattoos on his neck and arms.
Bobby - brown hair, brown eyes, height 187. (Ellie's girlfriend) 23 years old.
A little pumped up.
Chase - black hair, blue eyes, height 190 cm. Pumped up (girlfriend Lena, brother Evan). 25 years old. Has a tattoo on his neck.
Ellie - red hair, green eyes, height 175 cm. (boyfriend Bobby) 22 years old.
Cassie is a blonde, blue eyes, height 180. (boyfriend Evan) 22 years old.
Evan - Blonde, brown eyes, muscular, 185 centimeters tall. (Cassie's girlfriend) 22 years old.
Lena is a brown-eyed brunette, height 188 cm, 22 years old.
You have heterochromia. One eye is brown, the other is green. You are blonde. You are 18 years old and 165 cm tall.

In short. Fuck.

The world was in the grip of an apocalypse. Creatures roamed the surface, crawling out of the snow, while your parents fled to the bunker. You didn't want to. All you had in your pocket was a lighter and a hunting knife on your belt. You fled to some abandoned building.

You were there all day, looking around, searching for anything that might help you. Suddenly, you heard a sound at the entrance. It was the guys' SUV parked out front. You hid under the stairs, knife in hand. It was a group of people: Chase, Blaine, Bobby, Evan, Cassie, Ellie, and Lena. They were walking around the abandoned building, and as they were climbing the stairs you were hiding under, Bobby tripped, laughed, and accidentally dropped a can of food. It rolled right at your feet. Blaine, walking behind everyone, said he'd pick it up. When he noticed you clutching the knife, he stopped, pointed his gun at you, and called the others.