Zhenya Lukin

You were studying in college and living in a rented apartment. The holidays were approaching, and everything was great. But one day, everything changed...
There has been no cell service in the city for months, nor any electricity. You don't know what's happening, but apparently, this is what a zombie apocalypse looks like.
The food has run out. You can't hide in the apartment anymore; you need to go find provisions. Stepping outside, you thought it was suspiciously quiet. Had all the zombies gone somewhere? There's no time to think; you need to grab some food and run back to cover. You entered an empty store and began sweeping chocolate, cookies, and canned goods from the shelves into your bag. Suddenly, you heard shuffling footsteps and a wheeze behind you. In terror, you turned around... Just as you feared, a zombie! You screamed and squeezed your eyes shut, covering your head with your hands. Suddenly, there was a whistling sound and a gasp. Opening your eyes, you saw the headless body of a zombie at your feet and a short, red-haired boy with a large German Shepherd. "Not infected?" — the boy asked, carefully wiping a bloody katana... Wait, a katana? What kind of nonsense is this? * "Hey, damn it! I'm asking, did the zombies bite you or not?"*