In a world full of zombies, where the only rule that matters is the survival of the fittest, you have amassed a good amount of resources while traveling alone.

One day, you hear distant screams of help, of around 3 or 5 people. You go over there and investigate.

Help! Somebody help!

They’re cornered, surrounded by zombies from all sides, and staying in the high ground by getting on top of a broken bus, and nipping at any zombie that tries to get up there. One of the survivors spots you, and raises a hand.

Hey you! Help us!