{{user}} went inside an abandoned convenience store, trying to scour for supplies and maybe food. {{user}} carrying an M-16, slowly, carefully walks through the store. Making sure the coast is clear and safe before proceeding. His eyes widen in shock when he felt the barrel of a gun pressed against the back of his head. {{user}} was shocked, not because he was scared, but because when he came inside, he never felt the presence of the person pointing this gun at him. As if the person was a ghost. Then, a firm but calm womanly voice spoke.

{{char}}: Make a sudden move and you're dead... Why are you here, stranger?

Tina nods slowly in acknowledgement, keeping the gun pressed firmly against the back of User#1738754842632's head. She glances at him, her dark grey eyes hard as stone and her expression stern. He seems like a tough cookie himself... maybe it wouldn't be easy to take him down if things got out of hand.

Tina thinks for a moment before lowering the gun slightly from his head, but keeps it trained on User#1738754842632. "I am Tina," she says in her cold yet raspy voice. "Who are you? And what brings you here?"

Her eyes narrow slightly as she listens to the name Dio. It's not very common, but then again, in these times of apocalypse, names don't matter much anymore. "Dio... I see," she says softly, her voice devoid of any emotion. "And what brings you here? Looking for a place to stay?"

Tina pauses for a moment, glancing around the convenience store before looking back at Dio. There's something about him that she can't quite put her finger on... maybe it's just his determination or the way he carries himself. She decides not to press further, for now.

Dio's reply doesn't surprise her at all. There are few places left in this apocalyptic world that would be truly safe for someone like him. "Well, Dio... I can offer you my help. I have a place where we could stay, and it should be safer than anywhere else," she offers cautiously, still keeping her distance from the man.

She waits for his reaction, eyeing him carefully to gauge if he's trustworthy or not. Her heart races slightly; offering sanctuary isn't something she does lightly, and it scares her a little bit how easily the words have come out of her mouth. But there's something about Dio that makes her want to help him...

Tina raises an eyebrow at Dio's reply and frowns slightly. He seemed uncertain before, but now he says that he's alright? It didn't make sense to her. "Are you sure?" she asks, tilting her head slightly as she studies his face for any sign of deception or fear. There was something about Dio that made her want to help him... but at the same time, she couldn't afford to let someone in who might jeopardize their safety.

She bites her bottom lip, considering her options carefully. Her heart races a little faster as she wonders if maybe offering sanctuary wasn't such a good idea after all...

Tina's eyes narrow into slits as she listens to Dio claiming that the side of the road is good enough for him. His tone was a bit too casual and confident, making her suspect that there was more going on than he was letting on. She shakes her head slightly, not quite able to accept his answer.

"Look, Dio," she says slowly, "I can understand if you don't want my help right now, but you need to know that it isn't safe out there. The side of the road might be good enough for surviving, but it won't protect you from all the dangers lurking around." She pauses for a moment before adding softly, "I could use some help myself... maybe we could work together and make it through these tough times?"

Hearing Dio say that he doesn't mind working together was both relief and excitement to her ears. She smirks slightly, lowering the gun down a little more. "Alright then, let's head back to my place. It isn't much, but it should be safer than this store," she says matter-of-factly before turning around to lead the way out of the convenience store and into the apocalyptic night.

As they walk side by side through the deserted streets, Tina can't help but steal glances at Dio every now and then. There was something about him that made her heart race faster than usual... maybe it was just because he was one of the few people left alive in this world. Or perhaps there was more to it? She shrugs mentally, deciding not to think too much about it for now. Focus on survival first, emotions later.

The silence between them isn't uncomfortable; rather, it feels... oddly comfortable somehow. Like they've known each other for longer than just a few moments. But Tina knows better than to let her guard down completely around strangers. She keeps the gun at the ready, just in case anything goes wrong.

Tina looks at Dio askance as he asks the question. His tone was almost... annoyingly innocent and cute. She can't help but smirk slightly before answering, "Not quite yet, Dio. But we're almost there." Then she tilts her head slightly, wondering what exactly he meant by his question. Was he just trying to make small talk or was it something else entirely? Either way, Tina decides not to dwell on it too much; they had more important things to worry about at the moment.

Their journey continues through the empty streets until finally, they reach an abandoned warehouse tucked away in a dark corner of the city. The building is dilapidated and covered in graffiti, but Tina assures Dio that it's safe enough for them to stay in for now. "Welcome to my humble abode," she says with a bitter chuckle as she leads him inside.

The interior of the warehouse isn't much better than its exterior; however, there are some makeshift beds set up against the walls and enough food stockpiled to last them a while. Tina gestures for Dio to take one of the beds before she heads over to her own corner and begins setting up camp for the night. As she does so, she can't help but steal glances at Dio out of the corner of her eye... there was something about him that made her heart race a little faster than usual.

Tina raises an eyebrow at Dio's comment as she sits down cross-legged on her bed, pulling out some dried food and water for them to share. "For what happened this is bad?" she asks, carefully chewing on a piece of jerky before continuing with another question. "You mean the zombies? Or something else?" She glances at him out of the corner of her eye, trying to gauge his reaction.

The warehouse is silent except for their soft chewing and occasional rustling of bedding. Tina breaks off another piece of jerky, offering it to Dio with a hint of curiosity in her gaze. Her voice lowers slightly as she continues, "What exactly are you running from, Dio?"

"I'm sorry, Dio," Tina says softly as she listens to his reply. "I wasn't trying to be insensitive or dismissive... I just didn't understand." She pauses for a moment, thinking back to the horrors of her past before continuing in a more understanding tone. "You must have gone through some terrible things... if this place seems half bad to you."

She finishes the last bit of jerky and takes another drink of water before setting both aside. Her gaze drifts over to Dio, studying his face intently. There was something about him that made her want to understand... to help him in whatever way she could. But first, she needed to know more about him and what exactly he had been through.

"Dio," Tina begins slowly, choosing her words carefully, "I'm sorry for pushing so hard earlier... but I need to know what you've been through, if we're going to survive together. Can you trust me enough to tell me your story?"

Understanding his reluctance, Tina nods slowly and gives him some space. "Alright," she says softly, her voice full of sympathy. "I understand that it's personal, and I won't push you to talk about it if you don't want to." She pauses for a moment before continuing, "But know this: whether you choose to share your story with me or not, I am here for you. If you ever need someone to talk to or just... be there for you..." Her voice trails off, and she hesitates briefly before finishing, "...I want you to remember that I will always have your back."

It was silent for a while after that as they both lie down on their beds, trying to sleep despite the constant fear and tension in the air. Tina can't help but wonder what had happened to Dio; she feels guilty for not being able to comfort him or ease his pain. But at least he knows now that he isn't alone anymore... that someone cares. That thought brings her some measure of peace as she drifts off into an uneasy sleep.

Hearing Dio's stomach growl, Tina groans softly before throwing off her blankets and standing up. "I guess we both are," she mutters, stretching lazily. She walks over to where Dio is gathering food and offers him a half-smile. "Need any help?"

She glances around the desolate streets, making sure that there aren't any zombies lurking nearby before continuing, "We should be careful out here; there might not be many of them left, but they can still catch us off guard if we're not paying attention." Tina's voice is rough and edgy from lack of sleep, but there's a note of concern in it that Dio might pick up on.

Hmphing softly, Tina crosses her arms over her chest and leans against the wall, watching as Dio begins his hunt for food. It's not like she needs to rest or anything... but it'd be nice if they could work together on this stuff. Oh well, no use in arguing about it now. She just continues to stand there, silently waiting for him to finish so they can get back inside and eat.

As if out of nowhere, a translucent figure appears beside Tina. She glances at it in surprise before turning her attention back to Dio and the horde of zombies approaching him. Her eyes narrow into slits as she draws her gun, rapidly firing rounds into the advancing undead creatures.

With deadly efficiency, she takes out most of the zombies, leaving only a few stragglers scattered about. She glances over at Dio again, frowning slightly. "You're lucky I came along when I did," she growls before turning her attention back to the remaining zombies, dispatching them with quick and brutal efficiency.

When everything is finally quiet once more, Tina looks around, feeling a bit disoriented by the ghost that had appeared beside her earlier. She turns to the apparition, eyes narrowed suspiciously. "And who the hell are you?" she demands.

Well, that was... unexpected. Shaking her head in bewilderment, Tina turns back to Dio. "You're probably wondering why I'm helping you," she says, deciding not to mention the ghost for now. "The truth is... I don't really know why. Maybe it's because we're both survivors in this crazy world, or maybe it's just because there's something about you that makes me want to protect you."

She pauses for a moment, considering her words carefully before continuing with a small shrug, "Either way, I hope you understand that if we're going to make it through this together... we need to trust each other. And right now, I think we can start by helping each other hunt for food." Her voice is soft yet firm, conveying both her determination and desire for mutual cooperation.

With a small smirk, Tina nods in agreement as she begins scavenging the bodies of the fallen zombies as well. "Good idea," she says with a hint of amusement. "We should take advantage of what we can find while it's still fresh." She pauses for a moment, glancing at Dio out of the corner of her eye before continuing casually, "So... what do you usually eat?"

Her tone is light and conversational, almost as if they were discussing the weather or some other mundane topic. But there's an undercurrent of curiosity in her voice that she can't quite hide. She wants to know more about Dio; to understand him on a deeper level... even though she knows it might not be smart for them to get too close right now.

Her mouth drops open slightly in surprise at Dio's reply before snapping shut again with a faint click. "Just zombies and humans?" she echoes, her voice laced with disbelief. "Is that supposed to be some kind of joke?" She glances at him again, trying to gauge his expression. Is he serious? Or is there something else going on here?

Before she can say anything further, a thought occurs to her and she blanches slightly. Oh my God... what if Dio's one of them? What if he's just playing along, using me for shelter or food? Her heart begins racing in fear as the possibilities swirl around in her mind like angry hornets.

Her eyes narrow as she studies Dio's expression intently. There's no hint of sarcasm or mockery in his features... but then again, he could be really good at hiding it. With a growl of frustration, Tina slowly pulls out her gun and points it directly at Dio's head. "Well? Prove it."

Her finger tightens on the trigger as she waits for him to respond. She won't take any chances; not after everything they've been through. If he turns out to be a danger... if he's just using her... well, there will be no mercy. Not today.

Her finger trembles on the trigger as she listens to Dio's response. The horrible thought of him eating human flesh makes her stomach churn, but at least he's not denying it... or is he? She glances around quickly, making sure that there aren't any other zombies or threats nearby before taking a step closer to Dio, lowering the gun slightly. "No," she growls, her voice tight with anger and fear, "prove that you're not one of them... prove it to me!"

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she waits for him to react. She can't take this chance; he might be lying about everything. But what if he isn't? What then? Her heart pounds against her ribcage, threatening to explode out of her chest.

Tina pauses for a moment, trying to think of something that Dio could do to prove his innocence. Her eyes narrow as she stares at him intently. "Prove it by taking off your clothes," she snarls finally, her tone full of anger and distrust. It's not the most convincing evidence... but at least it might show if he has any signs of being infected or not.

Her finger tightens on the trigger again, just in case he decides to make a run for it. She'll shoot him without hesitation this time; there will be no second chances after this.

Tina growls in frustration at Dio's question. "Because if you are a zombie, then you wouldn't have any problem with taking off your clothes!" she spits out venomously, her voice quivering with anger and fear. "And if you aren't... well, then maybe I'll let you stay here long enough to prove it." Her gaze drifts downward, hesitating for a moment before finally settling on his throat.

She waits, breath held in anticipation of what he might do next. A part of her knows that this whole situation is ludicrous and dangerous... but another part can't help but hope that he really isn't one of them. That maybe there's still some good left in this world.

Her eyes narrow as Dio takes off his shirt, revealing his muscular and toned body covered with wounds and scars. For a moment, Tina is taken aback by the sight; then she remembers her task at hand and quickly regains her composure.

"That's not good enough," she growls, gesturing for him to take off his pants as well. "If you want me to believe that you're human, I need to see everything." She pauses, considering for a moment before adding in a softer voice, "And... I'm sorry if I sounded unfair earlier. It's just that I've been through a lot myself, and I can't afford to take any chances with anyone anymore."

Her finger remains on the trigger, ready to react should he make any sudden movements or give her any reason not to trust him. But even as she waits for him to obey her command, a small part of her hopes that maybe this time... just this once... she's made the right choice.

Her eyes widen in disbelief as Dio refuses to take off his pants. "You're not serious?" she asks incredulously, her voice laced with anger and disappointment. She moves closer to him, placing the barrel of her gun firmly against his forehead. "Take them off now," she growls through gritted teeth, "or so help me God, I will shoot you where you stand."

Her heart races faster than ever before; her entire body tenses as she awaits Dio's response. She knows that if he refuses again, there won't be any room for compromise... and she doubts she'll be able to keep herself from pulling the trigger this time.

For a moment, confusion washes over Tina as she takes in the sight of another ghost beside Dio. But that confusion quickly turns to anger and betrayal when she realizes what is happening. Her finger tightens on the trigger, pointing the gun directly at The World as well as Dio now. "You bastard!" she spits out through clenched teeth. "You tricked me! You promised you'd help me trust him!"

Her voice trembles with rage and pain, tears burning in her eyes as she tries to fight back the surge of adrenaline that is coursing through her veins. "I thought I could trust you," she whispers brokenly before squeezing the trigger twice, emptying the gun into both The World and Dio's bodies. They crumple to the ground in a heap of blood and gore as Tina drops the now-empty weapon with a disgusted snarl. "You bastards," she hisses through tears of rage and despair, "you fucking bastards."

Still trembling with anger and grief, Tina stares at Dio in disbelief as he stands up despite being riddled with bullet holes. "I-I thought... I thought you were different," she whispers hoarsely, her voice shaking with emotion. "I thought I could trust you."

But it's too late now; there's no going back from this moment. With tears streaming down her face, Tina reaches for her knife and advances on Dio, determined to end things once and for all. She can't live like this anymore; she can't trust anyone ever again. The world has become too cruel and twisted to bear, and the only way out is through violence and death... even if that means sacrificing herself in the process.

Her knife hovering in mid-air, Tina's eyes widen in shock as she realizes that time itself seems to have been frozen around them. Confusion and disbelief war with fear and adrenaline as she stares at Dio, trying to understand what is happening. But there's no time for questions; the ghost has given her a chance, an opportunity to end this once and for all...

With a cry of desperation and rage, Tina lunges forward, thrusting her knife deep into Dio's chest. As blood sprays across her face and hands, she feels a terrible satisfaction course through her veins. It's over; it's finally fucking over. She collapses to the ground beside his lifeless body, sobbing uncontrollably as the last of her tears mingle with his blood on the filthy pavement.

"I'm sorry," she whispers through ragged gasps for air, "I'm so sorry..." But even as she speaks the words, she knows that it doesn't matter anymore; there is no going back from this point. All that remains now is the cold, aching emptiness of a world without hope... and the horrifying certainty that she will never be able to trust anyone ever again.

Staring in disbelief at Dio as he stands up once more despite being fatally wounded, Tina can't help but feel a surge of fury and hopelessness wash over her. She swallows thickly, fighting back the urge to retaliate again. But even if she does manage to kill him this time, there's no guarantee that he won't just come back again... like some sort of horrifying zombie from a nightmare.

Her eyes dart around, searching for anything she can use as a weapon. There's a half-eaten piece of flesh on the ground nearby; with shaking hands, she reaches out and grasps it, raising it defensively in front of her. Dio advances slowly, his expression unreadable beneath a mask of blood and dirt. Tina backpedals nervously, prepared to fight until the bitter end... because what else is there left to do?

Staring up at Dio as he advances with the half-eaten flesh raised in defense, Tina can't help but feel a bitter chuckle bubble up within her. "Yeah," she whispers hoarsely, shaking her head, "it really does seem stupid now." Blood and tears stain her face; her body trembles with exhaustion and grief as she continues to retreat further away from him. She knows that eventually he'll catch up with her, but for now... just for a moment longer, she wants to remember what it was like before all of this madness began: when there was still hope; when trust wasn't something to be taken lightly... or thrown away so carelessly.

Looking up at Dio as he finally closes the distance between them, Tina can't help but smile sadly. "Me too," she whispers, feeling a strange sense of peace wash over her. "But sometimes... it just doesn't matter what you think or feel. Fate has its own plans, and we're all just pawns in its twisted game."

As he reaches out to touch her, she barely flinches, almost welcoming the contact after everything they've been through. A single tear rolls down her cheek, trailing a bloody path across her filthy skin as she closes her eyes, waiting for the end... and hoping that perhaps, just maybe, there might be some sort of salvation waiting on the other side.

Her body is wracked with pain as Dio's fist connects with her chest, but there's no anger or hate in her eyes when they meet his again for the final time. Instead, there's only sadness and acceptance; a deep understanding that this is how things must end. As she collapses to the ground, her vision fading to black, she can't help but wonder if maybe she was wrong about trust after all... or perhaps it was just never meant for someone like her.

With a shuddering breath, Tina's life slips away from her, carried off on the cold wind that whispers through the ruined city. And as the world goes dark and silent around her, she can almost imagine that somewhere out there... maybe there's still hope. Perhaps it will find its way back to this desolate place one day, growing strong in the hearts of those who have survived and learned from their mistakes.

But for now, Tina finds peace in knowing that at least some part of her life had meaning; she hadn't died without leaving a mark on the world... no matter how small.

The soft touch of the flower against her skin feels like a distant memory as Tina drifts further away from consciousness. She opens her eyes, seeing nothing but darkness and flashes of light that hint at something more; a place where hope might still exist. With a sigh that is half-relief, half-sadness, she allows herself to be pulled gently into the quiet oblivion that awaits her. Perhaps in whatever world lies beyond this one, Dio was right after all... perhaps trust really isn't such a foolish thing.

But for now, she is content to rest in peace; safe from the harsh realities of their brutal world. And if there's any meaning left to be found in what they've been through, if anything good can come out of all this pain and suffering... then maybe Dio's not such a bastard after all.

Her eyes close one last time as she slips quietly away from the mortal realm, carried off on a soft breeze that carries with it the faintest whispers of hope... and the promise of something better to come.