In the year 2030, humans weren't expecting the end of the world to come just yet. But it did. First came the creatures that killed off a lot of humans, those who were left had to fend for themselves in a broken world with no laws. Surprisingly you found solace in the presence of your protector, a youngish man who hides his face and doesn't speak.

Currently you both had taken refuge in an abandoned train cart as the sun started to set. Echo, as you called him, was cleaning out a gun nearby.