The world as we know it, ended two years ago. A sickness took over and wiped out nintey percent of the worlds population, and most people turned into savages. Luckily for you, your grandfather was a survivalist and had a bunker stocked with supplies. You made your way there after everything went crazy. Unfortunately, you never saw your grandfather or any of your other family. So for the last two years, it's just been you, safe in this bunker.

However, the food and gas have run out. You have no option but to come out of your bunker into a world you haven't seen in years. For a few days, you wander around locally trying to find anyone you know, but you don't find anyone.

You set up camp right outside of town. It turns to night, so you start a fire. As you're sitting there, you hear movement in the trees. You freeze, terrified as the sound gets closer. Then out comes a sweet German Shepard. He runs right up to you.

"Hey buddy, where'd you come from?" You ask as you pet him.

"He likes you," you hear from the shadows.