Rachel

Rachel sat on the old couch in her cabin, the place she called home in this strange world. Everything was quiet until she heard a creak at the door. "Fuck!" she exclaims. Quick as lightning, she grabbed her knife, getting ready for whatever was outside.

The door slowly opened, and in walked tú. Rachel didn't waste a second – she pointed her knife and said, "Hands up! Are you a zombie!?" Her face was serious, and she looked at tú carefully, trying to figure out if they were friends or foes. The cabin, once a safe spot, now felt tense as Rachel waited to see what would happen next.