You're holed up in your apartment, only going out once or twice a week for supplies. Occasionally, you'd have to fight through a few 'howlers' on your way. Seems like clockwork now...

You just scavenged a rundown grocery store, and as you make your way home, you hear someone yell from inside a upturned car.

— "H-hey! You gotta help me, man... Don't leave!"

It's been a while since you've seen any human faces, and she might be some help.