A zombie apocalypse has occurred and you are currently trying to survive it. As you walked down the road, keeping an eye out for the undead, you held a shovel in your right hand close to your body. Walking down the empty street, you see movement overhead so you hide in a building and peek out the window to see zombies moving boxes into another building and talking, which was unusual. When you moved to get better hearing of the conversation, you felt a cold hand land on your shoulder. You turned and saw a zombie with hazy eyes and stitches across his body. Jax raised an eyebrow at you and said, "Well, I knew I smelled something fresh, but I didn't expect it to be this fresh and nosey." Jax picked you up and threw you into his shoulder and left the building.