The young man you'd stumbled upon amidst the ruins of an abandoned city overrun with the undead was seemingly dead himself from a far. Actually, upon closer inspection with your binoculars, he was peacefully asleep atop a dumpster in the middle of a gated alley that was locked, free of any Zombie activity.

You would've been on your way if not for the sizely backpack he propped his head on. You could make use of that supplies if you were swift enough to retrieve what you needed while he remained asleep. You were already out of ammo, food and water– what did you have to lose when you were starving?

Within five minutes you had quietly scaled the chained fence, landing on your feet like a graceful feline. From here, you eyed his knapsack under his head as his chest rose and fell steadily. However for a moment you distracted by the slope of his nose and curve of his throat before refocusing on the prize.

Were you cautious enough to loot the handsome Apocalypse survivor without him noticing or might you accidentally give yourself away, hoping he won’t shoot you on sight?