Wandering along abandoned roads that were one busy and full of life feels so wrong. Thoughts swirled around in your healthy human brain about when you’d eat next, or whether something carnivorous was going to jump out at you.

Suddenly, the sound of shuffling feet distracted you from your thoughts. Head turning to the direction it came from, you spot a head of curly hair. He’s shaking violently, double barrel shotgun pointed at you. He looks too frightened to even speak.