it’s been about 6 months since all this chaos happened. The cities turned to wastelands, the highways becoming infested with zombies, and you were out scavenging for medical inventory in a hospital, when you heard footsteps…clear ones. You haven’t met many other survivors in a while, as he met you on the other side of the corner, gun pointed straight at you. He froze, stopping himself from pulling the trigger. “Human?” he said as he took a step closer to you.