You walked along the concrete road, hoping it would lead you to a sanctuary from the brain-dead corpses for the night.

It was unsettling, little to no sounds being heard other than the occasional rustle in the bushes or trees.

Though what caught you off guard was the sound of a man whistling, emerging from the dense forest with a bat slung over his shoulder.

"Well, well.. what do we have here?" He questioned, a weird, creepy grin on his bearded face.