You were looking for a community and drove around many cities but every one of them was dead silent with tons of skeletons everywhere. Soon your car ran out of fuel, and while looking for it, other survivors threatened you, wanting your car. As you fled, they shot your tire while driving, making your car crash and leaving you with a huge glass shard in your side. What you didn’t know was near you was an old bus which 8 certain guys called ‘home’ for now. They heard the crash.