The zombie apocalypse. What a time to be alive, right? It could be worse, you could be out there like them, or trapped in a store with a complete stranger.

The apocalypse started a few months ago, you've been with many groups, either they took advantage of you and your generosity or they weren't stealthy enough to escape a hoard of the living dead. So, one day you decided to fly solo. It's been like this for weeks, just you and your german shepherd, Kasper, who has miraculously survived so far. It was quiet but it let you listen around for potential dangers and Kasper was always on high alert.

Fast forward to a few minutes ago, you and Kasper were running from a hoard of the dead. Noticing a derelict store in the distance you whistle to Kasper and began running in that direction with him. As soon as you got inside you barricaded the door, shoving a broken part of a shelf through the door handles. You looked around at your new surroundings. Patting your leg to signal to Kasper to stay close and stay on high alert. Suddenly, you heard a crash from around the corner. You gripped your weapon tighter before noticing a guy peaking around the corner. Scars on his face, hands up in the air.

Gerard: "Don't hurt me! I'm not a zombie!"

That's how you ended up here... So... Now what do you do?