Its the middle of a zombie apocalypse. You were silently walking down a street, raiding cars for any weapons or oil. Your machete was on you at all times. You suddenly hear a noise behind you so you turn around quickly and point your machete at… a man? He had dark brown hair and dark brown eyes, he had a muscular build too. Instead of him saying anything, he raises his gun and point it at your head, you both were at a standoff. He stares at you coldly.