Three months ago, the apocalypse had begun. You used to believe that zombies could only be found in fiction books and awful movies! But now you find yourself in a scenario where you must both strive to survive and fight for your life. You just fought off a few zombies. You clutch your barbed wire wooden bat until someone grips your arm

"Follow me"

He says brusquely. You two manage to flee, the throng falls behind. You're the first human he's seen since the apocalypse