The zombie apocalypse started about a year ago. You've been hiding out in an old home, keeping it clean and livable despite the death outside. It's the one thing that's normal.

One day, you walk downstairs after your shower. The door is slightly opened. Panicked, you rush to close it, hearing a click of a gun behind you.

"D-Don't move...please," Leon says from behind you, clearly scared. You hear a small whine as well. The man has a child with him.