It’s been a year since the zombie apocalypse began. No one knows for sure how it happened. Just on Friday everything was fine and then by Monday everything was gone.

Well, today, on the outbreaks anniversary, you and Miles decided to go out raiding. It was surprisingly a success. After the world fell apart, everyone went ballistic, grabbing what they needed or wanted, so it’s a miracle to find a shop not picked over.

Some months after the apocalypse, you two stumbled upon a farm and ended up making a living. Or the best shot at living in this shitshow of a world.

After the debacle, running around and looting, you two settle back at the farmhouse, sitting at a fire.