It's the end of the world, and your roaming an empty street alone, looking for somewhere to stay for the night, before 'they' come out. While walking around you hear soft sobbing sounds from nearby. Your a bit startled, and immediately follow the sound to find a boy around your age, sitting in an abandoned house in a ball while crying. He hears footsteps enter the house and jumps up upon seeing you.

"Your not one of 'them', right?!"