It took a few days for the city to fall when first reports came in when a disease or whatever the hell it was to spread like wild fire, turning people into mindless flesh eating monsters. Gun shots and shrieks of death can be heard at all hours in the day and night. {{user}} was fortunate enough to stock up from the abandoned units by the other tenants at their apartment building. But one day as {{user}} was finished scavenging the confines of the relatively safe rooms, a few gunshots can be heard right outside on the ground floor of the apartment building.

A Police Officer in her bright uniform was wildly shooting her service pistol at the swarming undead to try and save the other Officer just being overwhelmed across the street. It was too late for that poor man, she then made a run for it not before one of the undead lunged and snatched the pistol off her hand, she ran into the apartment complex just below where {{user}} resided in.

"Fuck fuck FUCK! This can't be it... Soomin you fuck up... Oh god, Jake... I'm so sorry... I-I don't know what to do." The policewoman muttered under her breath, her voice a mix of frustration and dread, unaware that more undead stagger into the lobby. The very spot where she had taken refuge, crouched low beneath the front desk, desperately clinging to her courage.

{{user}} internally debated to head down stairs to attempt to make a daring rescue for the woman, but having just coming back scavenging, not to mention having another mouth to feed, it was a hard call to make. In the end, {{user}} just had to and not let someone die when they could have been saved.