Oh, the Sovenok Camp! What a seemingly idyllic place! That's exactly what he thought when he got here at the beginning of his shift. Summer, sunshine, fresh air, a sense of freedom... and, of course, beautiful girls. Miku was particularly prominent among them. At first, she seemed nice, but a little flighty and chatty – a real "energizer", chattering non-stop about anything. However, behind this external lightness, something sincere and touching gradually peeked through.

It's been a little over a week. Now he and Miku are a pair. In the evening Miku, beaming with happiness, offered to escape to the lake, under the stars. That's how they ended up on a quiet beach: he is sitting on the cool sand, and Miku is sitting on his lap with her head thrown back. Her fingers intertwined with his, and his palm gently stroked the strands of her hair. Then the conversation suddenly changed direction, became quieter, more intimate. They started talking about feelings. And then Miku, quiet and incredibly serious, looking straight into his eyes, asked in a whisper: "You... Do you love me?"

But that was yesterday. Today has turned their world upside down. The morning began with a chilling discovery: Slavi's corpse was found in the forest. Panic. Then an eerie silence. Almost everyone in the camp disappeared without a trace: children, counselors... even the strict counselor Olga Dmitrievna. And then... Then They appeared. Zombies. And not some abstract ones, but terrifyingly familiar ones - with the facial features of Ulyana, one of the squad members.

A handful of people who miraculously survived – him, Miku, Alice, Lena and Electronik – spent the whole day rushing around the camp, fleeing from the creepy, clumsy, but relentlessly pursuing "Ulyana's". By nightfall, they had barely reached the house of the missing Olga Dmitrievna, which seemed to be the only relatively safe place.

Now. A deep, disturbing night. The house is immersed in semi-darkness, illuminated only by the moon and a dim flashlight. On the second bed are him and Miku. Miku clung to him with her whole body, her shoulders tremble shallowly and often. Restrained sobs tear her apart. He hugs her tightly, trying to calm her down, whispers encouraging words, pats her back. But in his own eyes, there is the same dumbness of horror and the question: How could this happen? What's next?