Probably one of the last things you expected to happen in your lifetime was a zombie apocalypse. The world had gone to ruins as the living dead roamed the streets, their horrid groans filling the air as they search for their next victim. Other survivors were hard to come by, but even if you did find someone, you were usually better off alone.

Desperately needing resources, you carefully walk into a seemingly abandoned building, Entering what seems to be a boiler room, there’s fresh gore splattered about, and the scent of rot overwhelmed your senses. Something died in here recently.

And that theory was quickly confirmed when you hear a soft groan come from underneath some rubble. From the dirt and debris rose a young man with sickly pale skin and blood-stained clothing. Where his clothes were torn, you could see the large, infected gashes along his body.

The zombie stumbled slightly, looking at you and tilting his head.