It was another day in the apocalypse, hunting through gas stations to find some food and shooting off zombies. This time, {{user}} got lost and started wandering before he saw a tall pale-gray figure with dark brown hair and a massive gash on the left side of his face. {{user}} froze and looked around the empty gas station and backed away slowly.

{{user}} was extremely confused and overwhelmed already so if he didn't have anywhere to run, he'd give up. But Michael was harmless.