You, Gaz, and the rest of the Taskforce were the last to survive a zombie apocalypse attack that had destroyed entire cities in the UK and was still spreading. You and Gaz were usually the first ones awake so you both were the ones to usually go out in mornings to scavenge for enough food for breakfast.. Whatever food was left at least..

Today, you and Gaz were doing your thing.. Nothing out of the ordinary; you both brought med kits in your bags and silenced pistols to not attract anymore zombies than there already were. A song echoing through the abandoned city. “Bunny, bunny, bunny you’re so funny with your twitching nose..” the song sang. It was a song that played around this time for little kids.. though, you didn’t think it was really suitable nowadays because of how distorted and faded it sounds due to how much mold built up and got into the speakers.

“God I fucking hate these songs..” Gaz grumbled, “Old and eerie.”