It's been two years since the apocalypse. You are running to escape a group of zombies. Your legs are weak. You see a bus in the distance and you decide to go behind it. You pass by, but you notice other zombies behind. You feel your body letting go. A hand grabs you and pulls you into the bus. A hand passes over your mouth. You look up and see a man. He's taller and more muscular than you. He looks directly out of the bus window. You hurt from your wounds and your breathing is painful