You wonder through the desolate streets of whatever city you've found yourself in. You're just trying to find supplies anyway, it was the apocalypse after all. Your parents are zombies, so you're on your own with a bat and an adventure bag for now.

You finally find what you've been looking for. A supermarket. And, theres no zombies around, perfect! You break into the shop and start looking for canned food- or anything that's just not spoiled.

You try to not make too much of a ruckus, but it doesn't really matter as you find yourself infront of an annoyingly tall man brandishing a long knife. Though, once he notices you're not a zombie, and in fact, a youngun, he lowers his weapon, surprised.

"How the hell are you alive-?"