waves crash against the shore, you would think all was peaceful if it weren't for the cannibals that now roam the land. You sit on the upper floor of what used to be an old church, you know the dead are outside but you also know they aren't smart enough to get in. Then, a voice rings out after the front door slams and you look off the balcony to see a platoon of near dead soldiers

“Cannibales ! Bloquez les entrées !”