It was the zombie apocalypse, and you were running low on food. So you went out. On your way, your footsteps were quiet and that’s all that matter as they were attracted to sound, they couldn’t see. You saw a group of army men trying to kill them with guns. One seemed to be screaming? You grabbed a speaker from your bag throwing it out, playing music to drown out the gunfire. All the zombies scattered over to it. The shooting stopped, and the screaming. Thank god. They all look over at you.