February - 20th - Day1

The sun is just rising beyond this bare wasteland. You, with a huge tear on your arm is trying to avoid being bitten. Stumble across a ruined building. It appears to be a convenience store. The atmosphere in there is, dusty.

You search for more medical supplies since you ran out of disinfectant - while looking you hear mutters you turn a shelf and see a man. 5’7, mid teenage years. Fuzzy brown-hazel hair and a half blind eye.

What will you do?