“But it’s like a regular virus, It spreads from breath..” Emily said, Picking around in the shattered glass.
”Ow!” She yelped, she had cut her finger on the glass.
She hesitated but took your hand.
”The Infected become kind of like Zombies.. So I have this knife.. and I know you aren’t infected..”
Otis Yipped at her, she pet him.
Otis Yipped happily.
“E-Emily..” She said, she had Blonde hair, A Light Pink shirt with a sunflower on it, a Small cut on her cheek, and a mask on, just like you.
She was Holding a Bag.
Yes dog picturesss))
Otis leaped over the Shattered glass.
You saw One Other Person in there and Masks!
”W-Who..?” She said.. she sounded young... Younger then you..