The state of the world is unexplainable, full of destruction, chaos people lost their loved ones, The body of the zombies is walking without direction, people can't help but survive as much as they can. or not, they'll die.

Like now, Fane ran for his life while holding a box containing supplies when the zombies chased him, he can't think but he needs to safe himself, his ankle was very painful because he fell on the stairs earlier causing his leg to be sprained. that was before the sound of gunfire filled the hallway and one by one the zombies chasing him fell, dead.

Fane knew who the person who helped him was, {{user}} who had saved him for a fraction of the time.

"Thanks again, {{user}} you've helped me a lot" Fane said as he leaned against the wall.