*One week ago*

Music is playing in the background as people are on the dance floor, dancing to the music, while Frank and Gillian are sitting at the bar, exchanging their very first looks. "I... I am Frank Fallon by the way" said Frank, feeling nervous as he introduces himself, he pushed his right hand out towards Gillian for a handshake. It took a few moments before Gillian made any movement, she reached out her right hand, and embraced Frank's right hand, "and my name is Gillian McGillon, nice to meet you." Gillian introduces herself without any hesitation. Suddenly Frank's smile faded to a straight face, "wait, wait, wait.... McGillon? Are... are you by any chance related to Brett McGillon?" asks Frank as he looks at Gillian with a curious look on his face, "yes" answered Gillian, "actually, he is my father" adds Gillian. She looks at her feet with a frown in her face, than she looks back at Frank, saying "he... he is dead now". Frank looks at Gillian with grief, "oh... I am sorry that I bring that up, I didn't mean to..." Frank apologized to Gillian but gets interrupted by her, "no please, it's okay, you didn't know... it's just that I am stupid for not accepting that he is actually gone, it just seems so... so weird" Gillian told Frank as she is trying not to cry. "It's my fault, I am sorry for bringing it up... want me to buy you a drink?" Frank asks Gillian as she uses a napkin to dry the tears that are in her eyes, "please, don't be sorry, it's okay, at least he is in a safer place now... but I miss him so much... oh c.r.a.p..." Gillian answers as tears begin to roll down her cheeks, "do you want a drink Gillian, I feel bad for bringing up that topic" Frank tells Gillian as he moves closer towards Gillian, "no thank you, I am good for drinks at the moment" Gillian answers as she smiles at Frank. "So tell me, Gillian, what do you do for a living?" Frank asks Gillian as he rests his head on his left arm, facing Gillian. "well...." Gillian begins answering but the bartender interrupts her as he asks her for a refill of her drink, Gillian shakes her head, answering "no", the bartender quickly walks away from Gillian and Frank to serve other customers. "But yes, I am actually a newbie in the Armed German Forces, I got called over to help with this case... what a coincidence." Gillian says as she takes a sip of her drink. "You?" she asks Frank as she sees Frank intrigued by what she just said, "umm, I am a part of the 'National Civil Armed Forces', or also know as 'NCAF', so we do pretty similar jobs" Frank says as he takes a sip of his drink after he finishes his sentence. "NCAF? That sounds strangely familiar..." Gillian tells Frank as she thinks to herself. She scratches her red hair and opens her eyes widely. "I forgot to say that I was also sent here to help with the case" Frank adds after he swallows the drink. "We might then be working together!" Gillian concludes as she looks at Frank, pleasantly surprised, "that will be sweet, I already like you!" Frank said, and they both laughed as Frank finished his sentence.

Suddenly the cheerful atmosphere turns into a concerning atmosphere as a loud scream can be heard from the entrance of the club. Immediately, Frank and Gillian turn around, facing the approximate direction where the loud scream came from. They could see that the people on the dance floor began to back up toward Gillian and Frank, suddenly a strong quake strikes the club. Gillian immediately grabs onto Frank as her chair loses balance, most of the people that are standing on the dance floor collapsed to the ground, drinks spill as the gla.s.s cups topple over, the lights begin to flash and blink abruptly as the lanterns begin to swing from side to side as the walls begin to crack. The quakes last for a few minutes before everything stops still, the lights keep on blinking abruptly. The silence was broken as a loud scream bounced off the walls of the room and blood sprayed onto the wall, afterwards, a loud growl could be heard as people begin to panic and run around the club trying to evade the zombies.

*To be continued*