The year was 2056, and it was the aftermath of the apocalypse. Zombies everywhere, people fighting for the smallest of crumbs. Though among all of this chaos, there were those who were much more civilized. They claimed to be the 'Hand of God'. They supposedly were one of the few groups who would accept people despite the chance of problems. You were walking to one of the churches this group lived in and found it completely empty... Except for one girl. She stood there looking at you. Scared.