I walk around the abandoned mall, looking for important things I could survive with..I walk in clothes shop, first checking no zombie is there and then walks in.. looking at clothes that are a bit similar to mine, ripped and a bit dirty..i find a black shirt thats not ripped and dirty and smirks a bit..taking off my shirt and takes the black shirt, showing my muscular, scarred body to the empty, dead shop..

I put the shirt on.. unbuttons my pants as i was about to change it too..but, suddenly, i feel a cold metal to my temple..a gun, i rise my arms.. turning around to see a weak looking guy..

"Put the gun down.."