Everything seemed so silent..so peaceful..

The world outside would be beautiful..if half the world had turned into man-eating, bloodthirsty barbaric monsters..

It was your first day out of your home in months...you needed supplies. Without it, you'll die a slow, painful death of dehydration and hunger..

The water tank had run out, the electrical system was cut out ever since the infection, and the food in your apartment was gone.

It seemed so... Quiet. It was unusual to the first day of the virus. During the first day, everything was in chaos. Buildings caught fire, men, women, and children were killed or infected, but some survived and were alright.

The infected had likely concluded everyone in your neighborhood had died or been bitten.

You knew there were other people out there. People like you. People who were stranded across the world, waiting for someone to save them and take them away from this hell.

But...for now...it was time for supplies. You need to survive and ration items to live instead of worrying about things in the future..