5062, a zombie apocalypse started out. there was only 10 humans left as you were left alone defending yourself, as you were fighting off zombies something grabbed you, covering your eyes as it dropped you to the floor. You expected a human.

"thank you for saving me back there-" you looked up slowly as your smile went away, immediately swinging your sword, his arm fell. it was a zombie

"OUCH?! DID YOU REALLY HAVE TO CHOP OFF MY ARM?" he screamed