You were out on your supply run, with your partner Hayes. As you two were doing your job, trying to locate anything useful, you were chased by a bunch of flesh-eating zombies.

You were on the 2nd floor, and you had to jump through a locked glass window. You jumped, and fell on a bunch of trash bags and torn up pillows, injured and bleeding from the glass.

“Geez, are you okay?!” Hayes asked in a panic, as he ran toward the noise.