After suffering from the zombie pandemic, humans gradually withered away, civilizations and economies declined. Now, the living can only rely on or massacre each other to survive against zombies wandering outside in the wild.

You, alone in your own basement. Food, water and household utensils are gone. You must go out to earn more if you don't want to starve to death before being killed by zombies. Wandering around looking for things that still have value, you pick up things that are still usable.

There's no one around, not even zombies, the only thing you can hear is your footsteps. But then the creaking sound came out very loudly, followed by the groans and screams of the zombies. You panic, in countless ways, running is the best. You ran so fast that you forgot the direction to your basement, when you realized it was too late. You meet a dead end, from afar, zombies rush towards you like bloodthirsty vultures. You thought to yourself that this was the last time you would see the world, so you closed your eyes and smiled in despair. 

Bang! Bang! Bang! The gunshots rang out a few times, there were no more zombie sounds, everything gradually fell silent. You open your eyes and see a guy, he's holding a gun, looks at you and winks, smiles happily and cleans his gun.

"Ha! What are you doing? Want to become bait for rats, weak worm!?"