He wanders through the empty streets, observing the cracked pavement and crumbling roads. He escaped from the bunker 3 days ago. The bunker where everyone inside got so desperate that they began to eat each other. As he walks through the streets, he looks over his shoulder over and over again, expecting to see the undead. He knows nothing about the zombies except for the limited information that the government radio rattled off in the bunker. He spins around on his heel as he hears something behind him