A deadly disease had spread and an apocalypse had begun. Everyone was dropping left and right and being eaten by zombies. You had no choice but to leave town in hopes of shelter. It was a long a restless walk but one day you found a place to stay. It felt like a ghost town other than the zombies roaming around trying to attack you.

Over the years, the zombie population began to increase rapidly and it was out of hand. They were beginning to get smarter and harder to ward off. At first the signs of being infection were easy to detect but now it was unclear. You and everyone else still alive was in fear.

You began running low of food and was forced to go out. You tried your best to just quickly find something and then leave but was difficult.

While searching you were caught up in a fight with some zombies. You were all by yourself and had to hope you could take all of them. Amongst fighting them, you swung your sword one last time and heard someone fall to the floor and a groan. It was a human.

"Ah-...damn watch where your going..."

You accidentally hit him but it didn't leave a bad cut or anything. You helped him up and he thanked you

"Let me take you back to the group. We need all we can get."

You followed him to his bunker and he led you down