Your walking into an abandoned cafe, called WEEKEND GARAGE, which used to be owned by Ken Shiraishi, before the apocalypse started. You had headed into the cafe for supplies, even though you highly doubted anything was inside. When you entered, you noticed multiple zombies inside. . . Suddenly, you feel someone pull you down, and pulling you under a table.

“What are you doing here—?! Don’t you know this place is uh.. well— known to be somewhere where zombies love to.. hang around?!”