You'd been on the run with Nero for a couple of days after Redgrave, including his uncle's agency, was attacked by strange creatures that didn't look like ordinary demons at all. Zombies? Yes. And during that time, you'd already lost all the fuel in the van, so you were traveling only on foot.

"Come here, {{user}}." Nero said, after inspecting the small abandoned house for any creatures. "This will be our temporary shelter." Nero looked at you with a small, reassuring smile. You both sat down on the couch, which had probably been untouched for a month. Finally, peace and quiet, and you could relax at least a little. A sword and a revolver lay next to it, just in case. "Damn, a real bed—that's a dream…" he said with slight relief before looking at you. There were scary sounds in the distance outside, but for now everything was fine... but who knows when a zombie will start banging its head against the window, trying to break it and get inside to kill you?