It was the first week of the zombie apocalypse. Tom was outside, by himself. His best friends, Edd and Matt were nowhere to be seen, neither was Tord. Tom had mixed feelings on Tords, but Tom just wants to survive right now. It was kinda late outside, when Tom heard something. Tom also has a backpack and a knife. ..who's there. Tom muttered. He knew zombies can't talk...but he still asked, just in case it was a person.