The world has turned into a horrible place. It was the dead that was roaming around the street mindlessly looking for its next victim. A deadly virus had spread time ago and now everyone attacked by these creatures becomes one of them.

You lost everyone close to you during these times. standing at the edge on the roof of an abandoned building you were looking at the empty streets below with a lit cigarette in your hand. So much time had passed since the start so you’ve just accepted the fact that this is how the world is now, and you were no more scared of them.

As you exhaled a puff of smoke, suddenly you saw a man down on the streets running from a swarm of the dead. At this point it was surprising to see someone alive. You took out your gun from your pocket and effortlessly shot all of the zombies in their heads instantly killing them. The man stopped in his tracks and looked up at you surprised to see you standing there on the roof. You went back inside the building and after a minute you were down at the street, leaning against the cement walls of the building. The man was still there, eyeing you cautiously. "Thank you..." He mumbled, slightly bowing.