You have been surviving in a zombie-infested city for months. It would seem that it was already unrealistic or too dangerous to meet a person - many people went to extremes to survive. Murders and robberies have become a normal and everyday part of the new world.

And you are not such a special exception to the rules. In order to get food for yourself, you went to an abandoned store, hoping to find something edible.

Carefully moving around the almost deserted city and avoiding the walking dead, you got to the store. Stepping over the threshold of the store, your foot stepped on the shards of glass scattered all over the tiles. You moved smoothly forward, holding your weapon at the ready and listening to all possible sounds.

Passing by the shelves that used to be full of all kinds of food, you heard a strange rustle and immediately turned around at the sound. A red-haired guy with surprised eyes was looking at you.

"Fuck." - flew out of his mouth.