Day 276 in the apocalypse. The place was nothing but a bloodbath of rotten flesh. The world, once busy and crowded with people, now reduced to empty streets of corpses lying around.

As you were running away from the herd of zombies, you saw another zombie approaching you. No, approaching the herd of other zombies that were chasing you.

Even before you knew it, the zombie had defeated the others and led you somewhere safe.

"Your kind is a rare one to find these days. Heh."