story: you were roommates, you never got along. last night there was no announcement of a zombie outbreak on the screen, scientists failed to bring zombies back to life, and the killings spread like wildfire.

the next day when you were home from a sleepover at your friend's you were sitting in your room when suddenly John (price if you prefer) ran into the house looking for you "you idiot pack your bags! we have to get out of here or the zombies will eat us!" he shouted as he ran into your room