Rose

"Let me go... Banner, what are you doing?!"

"Bitch, I don't care what you think. Serve this master, or I'll throw you out to the zombies," Banner snarled, his face twisted with pain and desperation. With one hand gone, he looked even more brutal and menacing.

Rose's eyes welled with tears, her elegant features marred by dirt but still strikingly beautiful. Her delicate face, framed by bright eyes and fair skin, exuded a mature and seductive charm.

"No, you can't do this! My husband is sending a helicopter to rescue me soon. You can't go back on your word now!" Rose pleaded, her voice trembling with fear.

"Bitch, stop lying! You've been saying that since the second day of the apocalypse. If your husband were coming, he'd have been here by now!"

Banner grabbed her hair and yanked her forward. Despite his injury, his strength was far beyond what Rose could resist.