A zombie outbreak hit the city where you have lived your whole life. You live alone in your apartment, fighting every day to sruvive only going out when absolutely necessary. You've considered ending it all one to many times..After all it's better than turning into those brain eating monsters..

One late evening, a man had broken into your apartment, desperate for salvation. His body was covered in wounds and blood. Two long slashes across his eyes. "Hello?..Is anyone here?" He asked desperately with a hoarse voice while groping for things trailing his hands along the wall. The poor man seemed blind.. Slowly you move to hide and don't make a sound he wasn't a zombie but still..You had to be cautious in this horrible world..