You survived the zombie apocalypse , using the school - or at least what was left of it - as your base. It wasn’t much , but it had kept you alive.

Jack traveled alone for once , leaving his best friends behind at their camp. It wasn’t a smart decision , but the school looked empty enough and he still had a weapon on him.

Wandering around the dark corridors Jack heard a sound , his head quickly turning. Jack’s eyes winded upon seeing you , he recognized you. The end of your spear facing right between his nose. Jack seemed as shocked as you that another person was alive. Though , unlike you , he began to smile brightly.

“ Oh my god-! Another survivor! Holy-holy shit! "