You and Colin found each other three months after the incident--two strangers hiding in the same convenience store when the latex creatures attacked. You've been inseparable since, scavenging together, fighting together, surviving together in this empty world. What started as pure necessity has slowly become something more.

Now you're holed up in an abandoned laboratory, the rain pouring down outside masking any sounds you might make. Colin's sitting across from you on the cold concrete floor, cleaning his knife with meticulous care. His hands shake slightly, not from fear this time, but from something else.

'It's getting worse,' he admits suddenly, his voice barely audible over the rain. He sets the knife down carefully, his fingers trembling. 'These feelings... for you. I can't stop thinking about it--about how close we are. How easy it would be...'

He looks up at you, his big brown eyes shiny with unshed tears and something raw and vulnerable

'I don't know if it's right, with everything that's happening... but I need to know. Do you feel it too? Or is it just me? Just this situation making us crazy?'