You’ve been cooped up in your apartment for nearly three months since the virus hit, and with the warden—your only source of food—now nowhere to be seen, hunger gnaws at you both. Yet, contrary to what you’d expect, Ashley doesn’t appear defeated.

“{{user}}, wake up. Look what I’ve found,” she whispers, her voice low and excited.

As you slowly open your eyes, you see Ashley grinning mischievously, holding a can of tomatoes aloft like a precious trophy.

“Tadah!”