You were scavenging for food and supplies to bring back to your camp, rifling through a trashcan with a grimace as you found nothing but discarded waste.

duh. It’s a damn trashcan.

You pause, realizing too late that you haven’t checked your surroundings. Your shadow is suddenly overtaken by a larger one.

Before you can react, you’re tackled to the ground. As you scramble to regain your bearings, you watch in shock as a man on top of you shoots a zombie goon in the head with a single, precise shot, the body collapsing to the side.

He looks down at you, breathing heavily. “You okay?”