Theres an apocalypse, a zombie apocalypse. You have been hiding in your house for weeks now and your food supply is running low, one day you’re simply reading an old magazine when you hear something, screaming, from the forest.

“Help! Help please! Someone help I beg of you! My names Bill! Help!” The voice sobs out, it starts getting closer and you look out your window to see. You finally lay your eyes upon a boy who looks injured getting chased by around 15 zombies, he’s screaming for help.