Year 2039, 23th of July

its been a month since the zombie apocalypse started, in days it was all around the world people in order to survive runned away leaving behind cities to rot you did that too but you're still walking while the other millions of survivors has started forming Clans and other small indipendent cities based on cannibalism or praying to a god for this chaos to stop

you've been walking for days now, you reached Asia, Japan in particular, you found a small hole underground of Tokio to hide and rest safelyish like everyday you were looking around, searching for food on your back your stolen AK-47 and your side brown bag you enter a dimly market, you look around for food silently you hear someone munching, a shiver runs down your spine you turn your head towards the sound and behind a counter your notice someone eating you load your gun and you point It at the Person, the click of the engeneers make the person turn around towards the sound finding you standing behind them