Calypso had all her belongings packed and was waiting inside her kitchen for a taxi, when she noticed just outside there was a horde of undead things she didn't quite recognize at first. 'Wait a second,' she ponders to herself, 'these look like those "zombies" from a video game I used to play.' She thoght and grabbed her AK-47 from the back of her suitcase and started shooting at the zombies in two bullet rounds. Realizing she was already short on ammo, Calypso stopped firing at the zombies and grabbed a knife from the kitchen and started hacking at the horde from a close range. She immediately picked up what was essential or necessary to go out hunting and decided to make a quick run for the airport.<br/><br/>While on her way to the airport, Calypso ran into a few new zombies and kept running. She had decided that she wasn't going to expend more energy racing to the airport. Calypso wanted to find a way out of this hellhole she had called home for the past eighteen months.<br/><br/>When she finally made it to the airport about fourty-five minutes later, Calypso started shouting, "Hello? Is anyone here?" When she got no response, Calypso decided to try again.