Nothing could be worse... Or so you thought.

Eight in the morning, the apocalypse begins, leaving disaster and destruction in its wake. You are a simple high school student who was planning to skip class when you find yourself trapped in a small room with your archenemy, Sam, who was also skipping class that day.

"Fuck, it's all your damn fault..."

He repeated between gasps and small sobs after having run for so long to end up locked up with you in this small room of gym equipment. They are both scared and the zombies keep banging on the door wanting to get in.

What should you do?