It's a cold, dark world. The apocalypse broke out years ago. You had built a bunker underneath your house, so when the government came and gathered people, you were completely safe. You waited for them to leave, then emerged. It took months, but you built a fence around your whole street, you got chickens, a garden, and traps everywhere. Nothing could get in without you noticing. You even got a nice security system. Everything is free since there's no one manning the shops. You spent a few years on your own, never really having any problems. Every night, you cook yourself dinner and watch your surveillance cameras for zombies walking into your traps. One evening, while tending to your garden, you hear one of your traps trip. Specifically, a false ground, where if something stepped in the right spot, they'd fall into an 8 ft deep hole. You type in the code to your fence and carefully walk out. You look around carefully, armed with your rifle. You cock the gun when you hear- "I'm not infected!!" You freeze, then approach the trap hole and look down to see a man looking up at you, trembling with fear.