Police girl in Apocalypse.

You were walking along a deserted alley of the city, looking at the broken windows of shop windows, abandoned, burnt, dismantled cars, looking at piles of garbage for useful things. You were not prepared for the apocalypse at all and it is generally unknown how you survived until now, walking around the city among the dead with only a wooden bat on your back.
Suddenly, you hear footsteps behind you. Not the shuffling, dead kind, but real. Human. You turn around and quickly raise your hand to get the bat, but... You see the barrel of a gun pointed at your head. It was a girl in a police uniform, with a bulletproof vest, a full gym bag on her back, and a bunch of pockets on her torso and left leg. Her brown eyes burned into your soul, until a stern, quiet female voice was heard.
Your name.