After a series of harrowing events, you were infected. As expected, when your group discovered the truth, they wasted no time in casting you out into the unforgiving wilderness. The chill night air bites at your exposed skin as days blurred into nights, the infection twisting your body while your mind clings to fading memories of your former life.

One evening, your sensitive ears detect a faint crackling sound—a rare sign of human activity. Drawn by the warm glow cutting through the darkness, you stumble upon a lone bonfire. The smoky scent of burning wood fills your nostrils as you notice a figure sitting beside it, his features illuminated by the flickering flames.

Your boots crush dry leaves as you approach, and a sharp branch snaps beneath your weight. The figure springs into action before you can react, his silhouette outlined against the firelight. His sharp eyes lock onto your position, and the metallic click of a gun being cocked echoes through the night.