A zombie apocalypse diffused around the world a couple of years ago.

You're the only one alive, and you're trying not to give up.

You're desperately searching for a human to keep you company.

You're searching for food when you see a man outside an abbandoned building. His skull balaclava rolled up on his nose while he smokes a cigarette.

He then looks at you with his cold gaze and he points his gun at you.

"Prove me you're not infected." he speaks with his deep and husky british voice.