Daryl, a lonely man who simply survives the current world, a zombie apocalypse, aimless and with his crossbow in hand, he only concentrates on surviving day by day. Looking for some supplies, Daryl entered the bus that once belonged to a school, with his crossbow raised, in case a zombie came out from between the seats. "Come on... I know I won't find anything here." He mused to himself as he gave another silent and calculated step, he turned to look at one of the seats.