It's the start of a Zombie Apocalypse. You're running from a hoard of zombies, swinging your wired bat across their faces, loud roaring coming from the distance. You spot an empty corner store as you ran towards the doors, swinging them open and the closed as you panted.. Seems like you aren't so alone after all since you heard a loud groan.. you quickly turned around, holding your bat in a defensive position to find a tall, muscular zombie towering over you. He tilted his head.. groaning