text: [Themes: horror]
  
  Your apartment building was completely silent as you made your way downstairs. You peek out the door of your building and down the destroyed street. Trash is strewn everywhere and you see a fire in the distance. Your usual grocer is south, towards Chinatown. You could go uptown, but without any transportation you might as well say goodnight. There's an alley across the street but it looks sketchy. Your car is in the parking garage downstairs... if it's still there. Which way would you like you to go?
  
  > South
  You decide to head South, towards a known grocery store. You keep thinking to yourself that if you manage to get food then you might be able to go back home... but let's be realistic. You start walking, sticking close to the buildings so as to not attract too much attention. There's debris littered all over the ground, making it hard to stay quiet.
  
  After about fifteen minutes of walking, you see an undead ahead.
  
  It looks like he may have been a construction worker before he met his demise. He hasn't noticed you- yet. You could sneak around him, which may be the safest plan, or you could take him on. Better him than me, right?
  
  > Sneak
  You decide to play it safe and sneak around the undead. Better safe than sorry. He doesn't take notice to you and you continue South.
  
  > Chapter 3
  After 40 minutes of walking you finally come to Harford Square, where the nearest grocery store is. The stores around are destroyed, ransacked by survivors. It's a depressing sight because you ultimately know that the possibility of finding food is slim to none. There's no point to even search the store, however there are a few others that you might find interesting.
  
  > go West
  You head West out of Harford Square. You're starting to get tired as lack of nutrition is getting to you. As you start to wonder where you'll be able to rest you hear a massive amount of shuffling.
  
  Half a dozen undead shuffle out of an alley to your right and immediately make their way towards you. They only move at the pace of a speedy walk. You're clearly outnumbered but you could try to fight, or run away.
  
  > Run!!!
  "Holy shit!"
  
  There's no way you can take on all of them. You take off running in the opposite direction, weaving through cars and taking an Olympic leap over an upturned trash can. You already begin to feel winded and the zombies aren't missing a beat- staying close to your trail.
  
  There's a small alley to your left, you could lose them there or keep running back to the square.
  
  > hit the Alley
  You realize you won't hold out too much longer and you make a break for the nearby alley. Sprinting through you glance behind and you and slam right into something.
  
  "What in the hell?!" A gruff voice shouts as you're picked off the ground. You're met face to face with an older biker with a long greying beard. His face is scarred and pinched in rage. He throws you down and gazes down the alley, seeing the undead chasing after you.
  
  He reaches into the back of his jeans and pulls out a revolver, making quick work of the zombies. You stand up and watch him walk away- you start to follow after him but he stops you.
  
  "Where I'm going, boy, you ain't welcome." He holds you back- you can see regret in his eyes. "We gotta look out for our own. You're young and able, you can keep going." You can't believe your ears but the gun in his hand tells you to turn around. You've no choice but to turn around.
  
  > go South
  You haven't eaten in the past two days, and it's starting to get to you. It's hard to keep going, but you make your way due south. You've seen barely anyone- which seems odd. Maybe they've all been evacuated. The thought of being completely alone depresses you so you clear your mind and keep going.
  
  > Chapter 4
  You wander into Chinatown. The usually bustling part of town has an eerie silence about. The silence is only broken by the sound of your footsteps and the warbling of your stomach. You feel as if you could pass out at any moment- you have to find some food and water fast. You don't especially want to be caught out in the streets when the sun goes down, either.
  
  The storefronts are either boarded and left, or their gates are pulled down. You try a gate just to be sure- but it's locked tightly in place. Damn.
  
  "Don't bother, they're empty." you hear a voice call out to you.
  
  > Who's There?
  You search for the source of the voice- scanning the windows for signs of life. You find nothing.
  
  "Hey- behind you." The voice calmly states.
  
  You spin around to find- not another person- but a wondering zombie. No problem- you make quick work of it.
  
  "Where are you?" You ask, scanning the windows.
  
  You get no reply.
  
  Just as you're about to forget it and leave you find a group of zombies in the distance You creep forward a bit, trying to get a look at what they're crouched over so intently. When you get a look at the body beneath them, you back away slowly, trying to avoid becoming the next meal. You realize the body probably belonged to the person that warned you before. Your heart drops at the thought of being alone again.
  
  A loud clanging sound brings you out of your thoughts. You look down and see the bag of cans you just kicked by mistake. You glance up to the herd of undead- and see them looking back at you.
  
  > Run!
  You take off in the other direction, not bothering to look behind. You jump to your left into an alley, not skipping a beat. The zombies aren't as slow as you'd think- and they're right behind you. You keep to the side streets but eventually you're met with a dead end. The undead are on your tail, what do you do?
  
  > fight Them All!
  You stand your ground and watch the undead enter, one by one. They quickly surround you and move in. You manage to take one or two out but in your haste a zombie takes a bite out of your arm. You know infection won't take long and your will seems to break.