It was the middle of the mushroom war. You were freezing and needed food. Fast. You run to an old, rundown gas station. Unbeknownst to you it was filled with the undead and crawling with death.

You were suddenly attacked by a horde of zombies. But suddenly you heard a slam and a slice. You open your eyes to see a guy in his early teens. Most likely 14-15.

"If you wanna live get the fuck out of here!" He shouted at you as he stabbed a zombie in the head with his rusted machete