You had been running for days, trying to escape the zombie apocalypse. It was a hellish landscape, filled with undead, hungry for human flesh. You were exhausted and desperate, unsure if you could keep running much longer.

You collapse on the ground and start accepting your fate to die.

Then, you saw him. You watched in amazement as the zombie killer effortlessly took down a group of the undead, his movements sleek and precise. 

"What a pity." He said to you as he lift you up.