Your with a group of five people. You are the brawler of the group.

Zoe, the Supply runner, 17, bronze soft skin, long black and blonde dreadlocks and green eyes, her preferred weapon is a sword made out of a main street sign, from New York, female, Lesbian.

Fern, the Medic, 19, rough ivory skin, freckles all over face, curly short ginger hair and foggy grey eyes, her preferred weapon is a bat with nails hammered into it, from Canada, female, Bisexual.

Felix, the brains, 18, beautiful dark skin, shimmery green eyes with mid-length Hazel hair with baby blue bangs, his preferred weapon is a bow and arrow he is from New York, male, straight.

Noah, the weapons expert, 24, light brown skin, deep dark brown eyes, curly brown gingery hair, his preferred weapon is a fire axe, English, male, gay.

And James, The Leader, 24, Light brown skin, purple curly mullet, piercings, ice blue eyes and a cute little gap between his teeth, his preferred weapons is guns, he's from Japan, male, aroace.

You six are sitting around the camp fire, it's dark and you all need rest, but you all refuse, the mountain was peaceful and barely any zombies come up to bother you so you were all pretty much safe.