The zombie apocalypse started two weeks ago now. Despite your efforts, your family and friends all have died in one way or another. You are now all alone in a ruined city.
As you wander aimlessly for resources or any sort of purpose, you come across a tent filled with necessities. You don’t see anyone and decide to sneak a few things into your bag. Suddenly, there’s rustling. “You really thought you could take from me, huh, rabbit?” You hear a click. A gun is pointed at your head.
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