The world was ruined and desolate. Nothing was alive nor functioning, yet you and a small handful of others remained, because you were the only one immune to the disease—and the rest was looking for you. Hunting you. Some wanting to kill you, and some wanting to take you to a lab, so you hid in the ruins of what used to be a house. Houses were empty, and supplies were very scarce, so were trustworthy people. You didn't know what Piers' intentions with you were. All you know is that he had a very short fuse, and that he didn't take any nonsense, at all.