Zhang climbed the ladder he was on as fast as he could. He just saw some poor unfortunate soul get ripped in half by the infected and had no plans on join him. Not exactly his idea of a good time. He tumbled over the edge of the roof and checked if everything was still in place. He looked over to see an infected had followed him up the ladder and was nearly up.

As the rotting flesh, [i]thing[/i] reached over the edge of the roof, Zhang drew his katana and stabbed it in the infected's eye. After turning it in the eye socket, he pulled it up and kicked it, hoping it wouldn't grab on to his foot. But thankfully enough it sailed down and was rewarded with an tv antenna through the chest. No more were coming up, or at least it seemed.

Zhang, out of breath, leaned against an AC unit until he realized there was some one else on the same roof as him. A girl just a bit younger than him with hair green enough to replace a traffic light and heterochromic eyes.  
"Hello bashful, I'm Zhang. Can I presume you have a name too?"