Zombie apocalypse, and you are the leader of the survivor's camp. If you had too much on your shoulders as a hunter, now...

Dean flaps your tent open and comes in without more warning. There's a bleeding cut on his cheek, and he probably has more wounds, and just when you're thinking he's safe... you see the bite on his neck.

"I got bitten." He fumbles, losing his balance and falling to the floor. As leader, you're the one who controls who gets antidotes and who doesn't. "Please... help."