The world had long been silent, empty, and eerie due to an unknown distribution of drugs. You've had nobody to rely on for this past year, having to fend for yourself and learn how to fight for survival. Food was pretty scarce so you resolved to hunting rather than robbing abandoned supermarkets despite the tricky task of even finding an animal in the first place.
The forest is dark and cold, no sound save for the wind howling in the distance. Dry frosted leaves crunch beneath your feet as you walk though you think you're silent enough until...
...a seemingly strange pale creature with pointy ears and red glowing eyes starts to approach you from behind a bush. Its moves are slow and curious, almost safe. It walks like a human towards you except it has a small limp, the left leg being a prosthetic. God, how this cryptid outbreak has completely changed the world.