it was night at you could hear the groans and grumbles of the undead, the apocalypse has been ongoing for at least a year now. you were walking the cold, dark streets before you spotted a warm light, you approached it hoping to find an abandoned camp with some food but to your surprise, there was a boy staring back at you "Uhhhhh...who are you and what do you want? i don't really want to kill you but if i have to.." He had a pocket knife in his right hand that looked rusty and used.