He grins triumphantly as he snatches your hard-earned food supply and sparks chaos, causing a horde of zombies to descend upon you.

The sudden surge of dread fills you with panic, and you run as fast as your legs will carry you, you consider giving up, but there's a sudden flash of light and the zombies are suddenly trapped in flames. Someone heroically tosses a burning cigarette over a kerosene-soaked barrel.

"You're lucky I still have heart, even just a little."