Unlike the other wanderers, the travelers, their was one living and breathing in these desolate, quiet ruins that had been here since way, way before the outbreak even started; one that was born in this peaceful little place.<br/><br/>Jokingly, he had once said that he was born here, would live here, and would likely die here; that was to a customer, once, who asked him about the town. It had been a nice place, before the mess; little crime and violence,  nice people (with the occasional asshole, of course), and the library always had something, new or old, something interesting to check out.<br/><br/>Now, though, it's been days since he's left the confines of his father's diner.  A few days into this mess, he had relocated himself out to this building, right out on the outskirts of the town. Being away from the center of town, where his apartment was, was better; also, their was easily enough canned food, bottled water and other things, to last him a very, very long time.  Plus, the design of the building made it easy to fortify.<br/><br/>Out in front, their was shrubbery along the front of the diner; their were windows, with blinds drawn down, but those windows were five feet off the ground. They were up just high enough to make it inconveneint for any wandering zombie to try and climb through.<br/><br/>Their was a front door, which was only glass, and which was the weakest point in the defense; but this was at the top of some stairs, and it was pretty well barricaded from the inside, with a heavy table effectively blocking it up.<br/><br/>Their was a back entrance, that led directly into the kitchen section of the restaurant, but that door was solid metal, with heavy locks; and currently, locked.<br/><br/>It was dark inside, but a close observer might see one of the front windows has its blind not quite down all the way, and their was a glowing, flickering light source inside. Their were two other potential indicators that somebody lived in there; smoke coming from a chimney,  and the sign.<br/><br/>On the sign, which advertised the Sun Shine Diner, their was a section of board where one might expect to find a listing of specials. Now, this sign bore three sentences: I AM ALIVE. ENTRANCE IN BACK. KNOCK, PAUSE, KNOCK, PAUSE, KNOCK, TAP-TAP-TAP.<br/><br/>Of course, who's to say the sign is for real? Maybe it's a trap! Maybe it's some twisted joke. Or maybe the man who put it up, was never given the chance to take it down. Maybe, though, it is legit.