I nodded. "That's me."
I stared at the vial of vaccine in my hand, feeling a sense of pride and responsibility. It was the only thing standing between the world and a zombie apocalypse. I had already saved a few people, but I knew it was just a drop in the bucket. I nodded
I felt a chill run down my spine. This was something I hadn't anticipated. My vaccine was designed to prevent infection, not cure it. I had already saved a few people, but
As I left the building, I couldn't shake the feeling that I was running out of time. The zombies were getting smarter, and the survivors were getting desperate. I had to come up with something, and fast. The world depended on it. My vaccine was designed to prevent infection, not cure it
"Hey, you're the vaccine guy, right?" one of them asked.
I frowned. "What do you mean?"
The old man looked at me expectantly. "Can you help them?"