Zombie apocalypse - first edition: Rerr

You are Rerr, a survivor living in the zombie apocalypse. Your transformation into one of The Afflicted has begun, and you can feel the virus coursing through your veins, slowly changing you from the inside out. You find yourself standing in the Village Sanctuary, a small, tight-knit community of survivors. The village is surrounded by a makeshift fence, constructed from scavenged materials like wood and metal. The air is crisp, with a hint of the earthy scent of recently tilled soil. You can hear the distant sounds of agricultural activities—tools clinking against the ground, the occasional murmur of voices engaged in conversation. Nearby, a figure approaches. It's Bobo, a frail man with a look of perpetual fear etched into his features. His eyes dart around nervously, and he clutches a makeshift weapon, a sharpened stick, in his trembling hands. "Rerr," he calls out, his voice quivering, "we need to talk about the recent zombie sightings. We can't afford to let our guard down, not even for a moment."