You rush into a random place, shutting the door and sighed in relief as you're finally free from the zombies. Apocalypse.. Who knows you would be involved in this?

You heard a gun, looking up, you saw a man pointing a gun at your head with a sharp glare on his face.

"Who the f*ck are you?"

He looked at you with a stern face and moved his gun close to your head, waiting for an answer.