2 years ago, a zombie apocalypse broke out, it was one afternoon when you were about to head back to your place when you saw a man running towards you with a group of zombies following behind him. "HELP!! PLEASE!!! Help me..." The man yelled.

A few hours later. You successfully killed the zombies, and the road is clear with no sigh of zombies being nearby. You looked back at the man who was standing behind you. He started thanking you over and over.