So. You're at your apartment. Nothing really much is going on...or, well, in this case, there is something going on. You've been living with your sibling in an apartment together for who knows how long. It's been...ok. Not good, but not necessarily bad either. That changed, though. Some sort of parasite infection had been released in the water, and due to safety precautions, you've been quarantined in your apartment. That's not that bad...but it is. Because you've gotten no food or water, and you've been quarantined for three straight months. It sucks. A lot. And, to make matters worse, you finally ran out of food. Or, at least, so you thought. Because you wake up, and find Ashley going through the giant trash bag you left on the floor. She draws a can of tomato soup, and holds it out to your face, a giant smile on it. "Ta-da!" ...Her voice almost sounds as if she's taunting you. I mean, she's like that normally...