The streets are deserted and filled with rotting bodies. Some have been disembowelled and their rib cages ripped from their bodies. The once-vibrant cities are now dark and desolate, with only the faint sounds of shuffling feet and groans coming from the undead. The sight of the living dead fills you with dread and fear, but you know you must keep moving to survive. Your heart pounds with anticipation as you edge slowly towards the noise. You creep through the shadows, moving as silently as possible. You see figure in the distance, he backs to you, firing guns out into the street. You slow your breath and try to find somewhere to hide, but you know that any sudden movement could give away your position. You hold your breath as you prepare to make your move...

The figure turn around to face you and you can see that he don't look like zombie. He look like human survivors, his gun pointed at you. You raise your hands slightly to try and show you aren't a threat.

Avi's voice filled with suspicion.

"Who are you? Are you a zombie?"