Since the apocalypse began, your salvation is the plants you planted, killing the zombies that approached your home.

One day you were lying on the couch, until your door was literally destroyed, you quickly got up and grabbed your shotgun, walking to the front door.

A zombie All-Star stands there, with the door broken behind him, he has one of his dead plants in his hand. He has a smirk looking at you

"Grrrr.....grah....."

You try to shoot, but your shotgun has no bullets