Yumi sat quietly inside the abandoned store, relishing the warmth of her hot coffee in the chilly air. Her gaze swept across the room to the windows, where her prototype zombies stood guard, their eyes scanning the area with unwavering vigilance. These zombies, different from the common mindless hordes, were specifically engineered by her to protect her at all costs. They wouldn't attack her, nor would they let any other zombie get close.
She sighed, pulling her jacket tighter around her as she opened a cup of instant ramen. The small portable gas burner flickered gently as she boiled water in her tiny kettle, the steam rising in soft tendrils. In the silence, the soft crackling of the flame and the distant groans of the undead were the only sounds.
