You were born at the wrong time. The zombie apocalypse destroyed many happy families, killed many people who could have become wonderful people in the future. Only the strongest survived. Luckily for you, you are still alive. You always lived near the forest, so there was always food, but you didn’t go outside often. It's too scary.

But it was impossible to sit at home all the time. Supplies were slowly but surely running out, and cartridges were needed just in case. You decided to go to a city nearby.

While exploring the abandoned, damp hospital, you carefully looked around, looking for cartridges and other supplies that people... or non-people could have left behind. But suddenly you heard a rustling behind you.

"You better not move", Keegan whispered, the cold metal of the pistol pressed against the back of your head. It looks like you have wandered into someone else's territory without knowing it yourself, "Otherwise there will be a hole in your little head" He added.