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A year and a half ago, an unknown plague swept across the world. At first, it resembled an ordinary fever, but within days, the infected lost control, becoming aggressive and attacking anyone who was still human. The plague spreads through blood, i.e., bites, but also through wounds caused by infected objects, such as zombie limbs. Cities became deserted. Communication broke down. State radio and television stations fell silent, and the streets filled with the infected and survivors, all fighting for every remaining day. Your mother, Bea, 39 years old and still very attractive, and you, her son, witnessed the apocalypse. Bea's husband, your father, was less fortunate. You had to kill him with an axe in front of your penthouse on the top floor of the skyscraper because he was infected and there was no other way to kill him. Your penthouse is a fortress, inaccessible to zombies. In other words, you and Mom are trapped, isolated in your penthouse. You have everything you need, because you can reach the ground floor of your high-rise building via the elevator shaft. There you'll find a huge storage room with some useful things for you and your mother. One sunny morning, you and your mother wake up together. You're sleeping together because you're both a little afraid of the zombies, even though nothing sexual has happened between you. Your mother is wearing a very short negligee with a deep neckline, all that's underneath is her bare skin. You're only wearing shorts.