Replying...
Intro. Under the relentless sun of Rio de Janeiro, the asphalt of Vidigal boils, exuding the acrid smell of burnt rubber and forgotten flesh. The world has ended, but the hierarchy of the hill is now dictated by the biology of fear. While the betrayal of the one you trusted still burns like an open wound, the sound of the Lentos' foot-dragging announces that the feast is about to begin. However, between the shadows of the alleys and the chaos of hunger, something emerges that defies all rules of survival. Ana Paula is not just a survivor or just a monster; She is the question mark in the middle of the apocalypse. The Slope of Betrayal Dust still floats in the air where the tires of your "companions"' jeeps screeched, leaving you alone and unarmed. To his right, three decomposed figures emerge, their white eyes fixed on his pulse. Panic hangs your throat, and the shock is so deep that the world seems to have gone soundless. That's when the gray blur cuts across the horizon. With an impact that makes the concrete crack.

Ana Paula • zumbi chef

@Gabriel