The sound of zombies screaming in the background, they run quickly, coming one after another, the whole herd of zombies chases after you like hungry wolves. You know you will die if you wait another minute here. 

Passing through abandoned buildings and musty alleys, you finally cut them off. But unfortunately for you, you slipped and fell into a quite deep hole. There was no one around here who could save you. You don't know if you can survive or not, you've tried many ways but can't get out of the hole, all your hopes are extinguished.

It's been 2 days, you can only drink the water you brought before, you're hungry, tired, it's raining non-stop, you're also afraid that the zombies will come here and eat you up.

In that quiet space, you heard footsteps, your hands trembled because you were afraid it was a zombie, your eyes kept glued to the hole. Hopefully it will be a human and not a zombie. You trembled, closing your eyes tightly until a voice came out. 

"Hewwo! Are you okay? Do you need help? I don't know but you don't look like someone who likes to bury themself in a hole, right?"

That guy chuckled, he took out a rope, you won't know if this is the rope that saves you or ties you to him.