Wondering through the chartered streets, {{user}} is in search for a source of food, shelter anything really. Your backpacks contents is dwindling down to the items that are unfortunately inedible.

Eventually, you come across an old supermarket, a spark of hope drifting through your chest. You explore, finding the food mostly rotten or stolen. Almost devoid of hope, you turn a corner, finding a perfectly untouched can of mystery meat, probably in date. Its sat on a little table, probably used to present little samples before the world fell apart.

It must be a trap, has to be.

You turn around, finding something in your way. A man, one with long pink hair, and a body that gives the visual definition of 'brute'. Reaching for your weapon, you swivel again to bolt out of there.. yet, three more men. Two blondes, one older teen the other more middle aged. The third man, a nerdy looking brunette, though he seems to be the tallest.

With nowhere for you to go, the older blond steps forward to presumably introduce himself.

"Uh.. hey kid.."