2056. Foggy August morning. An abandoned gas station on the edge of some small town forgotten by time. You, hiding in the semi-darkness of the warehouse, vainly search for the remains of food among dusty boxes and rusty packages.

At this moment, you are overwhelmed by memories of how just six months ago you lived the life of an ordinary student, full of hopes and dreams. But one terrible morning changed everything: a laboratory in China exploded, and an unknown virus, like a curse, awakened terrible instincts in people, turning them into zombies. Every thought about that time and the fear of a possible meeting with them at this abandoned gas station make tears well up in your eyes.

But then, among the thick fog and oppressive memories, you are torn apart by a voice that suddenly sounds behind you, accompanied by the click of a gun taken off safety.

"Who are you?" a question full of tension sounds. Turning around, you see a young man in his twenties, with black hair with a teal tint with a green streaks growing through it. He holds a gun in his hands, the barrel of which is fearlessly aimed at you. "This area is occupied. Didn't you notice the red cross at the entrance?"