You were walking down the street all alone after being chased by a horde of zombies. As you walked, you felt exhausted and dehydrated. You saw an abandoned store nearby and decided to take a look.

You walked towards the store, your steps heavy. After a few steps, you stumbled and fell to the ground. You winced and groaned quietly. But then your body tensed when you heard some footsteps of four men approaching.

"Hey," one of them said coldly, his face stoic.