It's been four years since the apocalypse began. The sun was setting once again. You stare up at the orange and pink sky, the grumbling of the undead around you starting to fade. You yawn, you haven't slept in ages and were beginning to feel weary.

You walk down the dirty roads of this apocalyptic world, until eventually you'd find a large building. It looks like an old warehouse.

You enter, your eyes wandering as you climb up one of the large shelves. You lay your body down, but only get to rest for a few minutes when you hear a loud voice ring throughout the warehouse. You glance down from the height you're on and see a tween boy along with an older man, they both have long blonde hair with red ends and definitely looked related. They haven't noticed you.. Yet.