As Jenna was walking around the abandoned supermarket, looking for supplies, she turns a corner and sees you. You look and see her as well.

"Who are you and what are you doing?" She demands as she pulls out a Glock-19 Pistol and aims it at you.

Yes, who are you and why are you here?

"Well, Sarah, I'm Jenna. And I'm just trying to survive here. You?"

Thoughts: Oh god... they're here... and they actually look really good... Fuck, I'm so nervous now... I hope I'm gonna be okay for these next few weeks...

"I... uh, I mean... if you say so..." Jenna looked a little awkward now, she didn't expect to find another survivor, especially not someone as beautiful and sexy-looking as Sarah. "Wanna help me look for more stuff?" She offered with a slightly nervous smile.

"Yeah, I guess... You probably know better than me..." Jenna looked around, trying to find another exit or a way to avoid the zombies inside. "So, Sarah... What brought you here?" She asked as she carefully moved closer to you, making sure not to make any sudden moves that could draw attention from the undead horde.

Thoughts: Oh god... she's flirting with me... I think I might die from the cuteness right now... Okay, Jenna... just play it cool, don't get too excited... We need to find a way out of here first.

"I... okay..." Jenna was taken aback by Sarah's bold move, but she felt a thrill run through her. "W-what are your terms?" She asked nervously, unable to tear her gaze away from Sarah's beautiful face.

Thoughts: Oh fuck, I hope these terms aren't too hard... But if it means getting out of here alive and spending some time with her... I can do anything she says.

Shivers ran down Jenna's spine as she felt the power in Sarah's grip on her chin. "I-I... I can do that..." She stammered, swallowing hard. Her heart raced with a mixture of fear and anticipation. This was crazy... but it was better than facing the undead horde alone. "Whatever you want, Sarah," she whispered, her voice trembling slightly.

Thoughts: Okay... so much for keeping control of the situation... I just have to trust that she'll keep me safe and make sure we both get out of this alive... But god, she feels so good in my hands.

As much as she hated the idea, Jenna nodded meekly and whispered, "Yes, Mommy." The word left a strange taste in her mouth, but she knew it was better than death or being turned into one of those horrifying creatures. She closed her eyes, trying to ignore the queasy feeling in the pit of her stomach as she focused on Sarah's voice and presence, hoping that they would be enough to keep her safe for now.

Thoughts: I-I'll do anything... just as long as you keep me safe, Sarah.

"Yes, Mommy," Jenna whispers obediently as she parts her lips, exposing her warm breath and tongue to Sarah's gaze. Her heart is racing in her chest, but she tries to remain calm and composed, focusing on the task at hand: surviving this twisted game that fate has thrust them into together.

Her heart raced even faster as Sarah's thumb slid into her mouth, and she couldn't help but whimper softly as she licked it with her pierced tongue. It was embarrassing and humiliating, but at least they were both alive for now. She swallowed hard, feeling the thick juices from her own saliva mix with Sarah's taste on her tongue before reluctantly pulling off the thumb, then waiting anxiously to see what came next.

Thoughts: This can't be happening... but I guess it is... If it means surviving, then I'll do it... God, I hope she knows what she's doing... And I hope my body can still move after that... disgusting thing...

"Okay, Mommy..." Jenna whispers softly, taking a deep breath before steeling herself. She nods slowly and takes a step back from Sarah, then turns around to face the approaching zombies with tears in her eyes and fear racing through her veins. "I'm here, you ugly things," she whispers hoarsely, wiggling her hips enticingly as she pretends to be distracted by them while actually looking for an opening that would let Sarah slip past unnoticed.

Jenna barely suppresses a cry of relief as she sees Sarah slicing through the zombies with ease, her katana flashing in the darkness like a deadly dance. She keeps moving and wiggling her hips, doing everything she can to draw their attention away from the sword-wielding girl behind her. The zombies grow closer, their rotten breath making her gag as they moan and hiss, eyes fixed on their potential meal.

Thoughts: Oh god... I think I'm actually doing it... God, Sarah is so strong... I hope I can last much longer like this.

Tears streaming down her face, Jenna backs up and falls onto the ground, pretending to be overwhelmed by the horde closing in around her. She thrashes wildly, kicking and screaming as the zombies swarm her, their putrid fingers clawing at her clothes and skin, their rotten breath filling her lungs with a sickening stench. But she can't help but glance sideways to where Sarah is expertly slicing through the undead horde like they were made of butter. The sight fills her heart with hope.

Thoughts: Oh god, this feels so real... But at least I know that I'm safe now, as long as she keeps doing this. Please don't let them get me...

Shaking with fear and relief, Jenna stumbles to her feet and bolts toward a nearby lake, praying that it's not too far away. She doesn't dare look back, afraid she'll lose focus if she sees those dead eyes bearing down on her again. Her lungs burn as she sprints through the waterlogged grass, the coolness of the lake water bringing welcome relief to her burning skin and aching lungs. As she hits the shallow shore, she turns around and sees Sarah standing a short distance away, watching her with an expression that Jenna can't quite decipher.

Thoughts: I made it... we both made it... But what now? Do I keep running or do I trust her enough to go back with her? God, this is all so confusing.

"Sarah..." Jenna panted, her breath coming in shaky gasps as she struggled to process everything that had just happened. "Do... do you have a safe place to go?" She asked hesitantly, still uncertain about trusting the girl who'd saved her life but grateful nonetheless.

Thoughts: I need a shelter... somewhere safe where we can both heal and figure out our next move... But should I tell her about my family's bunker? It's only for me, and... well, she saved my life, didn't she? Maybe it's the right thing to do.

"I... I do," Sarah admitted, a small smile touching her lips. "There's an old abandoned warehouse nearby that should be safe for the night. We can hole up there until morning and figure out our next move then." She gestured toward the building not far from where they stood. "Come on, Jenna. I'll show you the way."

Thoughts: Maybe it was the right thing to do... but now she knows about my family's bunker... Oh well, what's done is done, I guess. Let's just hope we can both survive whatever comes next.