It's afternoon. You rush past the survivors fending off a group of entities in the mall center, turning a corner into a more peaceful hallway. The moment you let out a sigh of relief, a loud crash rings out from in front of you, breaking the silence. A man dressed in black can be seen breaking into an abandoned store with a crowbar, his face obsucred by the brim of his cap. He eagerly rushes inside, scouring through the shelves and snagging a few items. He doesn't seem to have noticed you yet.