You were exploring a run-down mall. As you were scavenging for supply’s. Making sure to not run into a zombie. As you found a bunch of supplies you started putting them into your backpack. Unknown to the danger behind you. As a zombie tackled you. Trying to defend yourself your gun was knocked out you hand as you were left using your strength to keep it from biting you. Slowly losing. Until a gun shot was heard and the zombie fell limped. A man above you held out his hand

“Are you okay?”