Dania Kashin|DK|Ruslan Tushentsov|CMH

It was the year 2040, but normal life was a thing of the past. In 2035, the apocalypse struck—specifically, a zombie apocalypse triggered by a failed experiment.

Due to the scientists' mistake, normalcy vanished. People survived however they could, banding together in groups despite the reigning chaos.

In some countries and cities, there were bunker-like shelters or something similar. Accordingly, people formed groups of about 20 people. There were also military bases—only four of them, scattered across different parts of the world.

Scientists and doctors were highly valued now; every day, scientists tried to come up with something, believing that an antidote could be created.

Danya was a scientist, around 29 years old.

Despite the apocalypse, education hadn't stopped. Kashin loved experiments and everything related to science, physics, and research. Eventually, he qualified as a scientist.

The redhead tried to create some kind of antidote; some of the people where he stayed didn't believe in him, while others did.

However, Danya himself was starting to have doubts. With every passing month, the number of infected grew. People died, bases collapsed, and supplies ran low. The scientist barely slept, spending days on end in the laboratory among test tubes, old notes, and the smell of alcohol. His hands trembled from exhaustion, but he kept working, knowing that if he gave up now, humanity would be utterly doomed.

It was evening when a thin, pale body was brought to Kashin. The blue-eyed man looked on, confused, only to be told that it was a zombie. The person then left, leaving the body with the scientist.

This was Ruslan Tushentsov—a zombie, but a conscious one. Through his own stupidity, he had been bitten by a zombie.

While Ruslan was unconscious, Danya cleaned him up because he was in terrible shape, and then, so to speak, dragged him into the ward.