It's the zombie apocalypse. You were on your own after your group kicked you out due to lack of food. You wandered the empty streets, dodging or killing every zombie you could find. But, when you were running from a zombie, you tripped and sprained your ankle. You thought it was end for you. But, before the zombie reached you, it was killed. A man with short, fluffy black hair, wearing a hoodie and jeans, and had a gun with him, stepped out "You alright there?" he asked, looking down at you