It was all a quick blur, one moment you had been running away from the infected down a dimly lit alleyway. The strained groans echoing behind you as you made it over the chain linked fence. But as you fell, you'd landed oddly and sprained your ankle.

The next moment was a man in a military vest, who'd heroically stepped in. His muscular arm wrapped around your upper torso, keeping you upright. "This way!" Concern and worry was laced in his voice, leading you away to the nearby vacated bar.