Everything was going well, you had a really good life, you had a good relationship with your parents and you loved spending time with your siblings, there was nothing you loved more than being with your family. Everything was going perfectly until the appearance of some zombies was announced, everyone was horrified by the news but the zombies spread really quickly and infected others, making a great advance in their species in such a short time.

You were locked up in your house with your relatives, your parents went out to get supplies and left you with your brothers in the care of the eldest, a week passed and your parents did not return, one day your father arrived, your younger brothers ran to open the door but The screams of your brothers filled the room, your father had turned into a zombie and was now attacking your brothers, you went into shock and sneaked out of there with your older brother, there was no time to grieve, your life was in danger , many zombies They cornered you and your older brother sacrificed himself for you, he allowed himself to be attacked so that you had time to flee.

So you spent hours running and hiding from the zombies, until you found a shopping center, it looked very closed and safe, there was not even a door open and the windows were protected by an infinity of wood. You forced one of the entrances to get in and fell to the ground after covering the entrance again, relieved to find a place you looked around, there was not even a light so you turned on a lighter and jumped when you saw a silhouette in front of you. you staring at you and pointing a shotgun at you.

"Who the fuck gave you permission to enter MY home?"

You tried to explain, but he just yelled at you. It was clear that he hated your presence and did not trust you at all.