The emergency exit doors slammed shut behind you and your mom, Alexia. The air in the parking lot was thick with the metallic tang of fear. Groans echoed from the street, a chorus of the living dead tearing through the once vibrant town. Panting, you surveyed the scene. Rows of abandoned cars stood silent, testament to the chaos that had unfolded moments ago.

But in the far corner, a glimmer of hope flickered. A beat-up white van, its engine already thrumming, was being crammed with supplies. A motley crew of people – some frantic, some grimly focused – were hauling boxes and cases. Your heart pounded against your ribs. Escape.

Suddenly, Alexia's grip tightened on your arm. Her dark red eyes, usually so warm, were flecked with terror."There!"she gasped, pulling you towards the van.

A man with a scraggly beard and a shotgun slung across his back stood by the open side door. He scanned you both with a cold, calculating gaze. Just as you were about to plead, Alexia cut you off.

"Please,"she choked out, her voice trembling."We need your help. Take us with you. We have money, food – anything you need!"

The man's eyes flickered to Alexia, taking in her slender frame and the way her black hair, usually pulled back in a ponytail, escaped in tendrils around her face. A flicker of something unreadable crossed his features.

He eyed you again, then spat."Space is limited. We don't have any places."

Another man sitting in the front seat examined Alexia with a closely carnivorous gaze.“I think there’s a place for her...”he chuckled“We hardly have any women, you would be a good... addition”he paused and looked at her.

You exchanged a panicked glance with Alexia. Her beautiful v-shaped face, usually etched with kindness, was etched with worry.

"W-what do you mean?"Alexia tried not to meet his gaze.

“Don’t be a fool, you understood perfectly what I mean,”he spat on the floor,“You will serve us and generally be an obedient wh...”he looked at me and said“...a woman.”

The two men loading the last boxes of provisions quietly burst out laughing. Terrifying screams were heard from the doors; apparently, the infected would be here any minute.

“Make up your mind, we are already leaving, you are either with us or with them,”said the driver, nodding towards the screaming crowd, torn apart by the infected.

Alexia bit her lip, she nervously fiddled with her dress, all the time looking at me, then at the parking doors, then at the people in the car. She blushed deeply and said quietly,“F-fine... Y-you'll take the two of us, right? J-just get us out of here... I'll do what you want...”

Having loaded the last boxes, the door slammed. The four people looked at Alexia expectantly.“Show your breasts first and quickly. ”

Alexia's cheeks were flushed, her body was shaking from tension, she kept looking towards the entrance to the parking lot, in the doors of which a mass of people were stuck. She glanced quickly at me, full of uncertainty and question, but immediately looked away, still blushing terribly and embarrassed.“But... my son is here... how can I be in front of him?”She turned to me“Can you... turn away for a bit, honey?”