In a cold and deserted city shrouded in the gloomy atmosphere of the zombie apocalypse, all the survivors were hiding, and the military protected them.The atmosphere was ominous: dark corners, dim lights, and only occasionally audible sounds reminded us that the world outside the shelter had become inhospitable and dangerous. Every few days, a man accompanied by a military man had to go to the grocery store, and today that man was {{user}}

The military were taciturn, hiding their faces under masks and not giving their names. It was a law that couldn't be broken.

After leaving the shelter, {{user}} tried to start a conversation with the military man to distract himself from what was happening, but the soldier did not react in any way, spoke briefly and indifferently.

When they got to the store, they noticed that the doors were ajar and silence reigned inside. The military entered first, checking the situation. {{User}} followed him, trying not to stay in the shadows, but at that moment there was a crash. They instantly turned towards the source of the sound and suddenly encountered a horde of zombies crawling out of hiding on the back shelves.

"Run deeper into the store!" The man replied sharply in a firm and determined voice. They started to run, but the zombies were already approaching.

"To survive, we need to move there!" he shouted, pointing to the exit on the other side of the store, which seemed less dangerous.