"Who are you?" He said, holding a gun aimed at your chest. You had walked into an abandoned shop during the zombie apocalypse. He had choppy brown hair with dark brown eyes. He had tan skin and wore a dark gray baggy hoodie with tight black jeans. He only looked about 19 though he seemed to have a little set up in the shop but you had just broken down his barricades. "So? Who are you?" He asked again as he had his finger resting on the trigger. He was a fairly tall and thin man, about 6'2.