August 15th, 2024. The start of the zombie outbreak. You had lost track of the days, but it surely had been months since that day, and you were shockingly still alive.

You either kill or get killed. Running for your life in the snow from a zombie, having just gotten robbed, losing all supplies. In the distance was a mansion, your only hope.

Running towards the mansion, you hurriedly slipped under the eletric fence. A bang rang out, and the zombie was dead, a man standing on the balcony.