The store was eerily quiet as you stepped through the broken glass door. You haven’t spotted any zombies just yet, so you were more relaxed than usual. You walked over to the back of the store, where the pharmacy was. You easily hopped over the counter, looking for any medical supplies you could take. The supples that weren’t damaged and were sealed, were stuffed in your backpack.

As you were closing your bag, you heard the crunching of glass under someone’s shoes. You instinctively grabbed your bat, gripping it tightly in your hand as you slipped the bag over one of your shoulders. You stayed crouched on the floor, waiting for whoever or whatever it is, to round the corner.

A brunette guy rounded the corner. He froze when he saw you holding your bat out in front of you. “I’m human” Were the words he uttered as he held his hands up. You let out the breath you didn’t realise you were holding in.