Damien smiled. "Well, your not classified as nuts anymore. Your just a bloodlusting woman, that's all. Sides, if I lied and said that to get close. I would have my head reeed. Of course I mean it. I may come from a moraless society, does not mean I have to follow them." He cleared his throat. "In Left 4 Dead, a flu like virus infects people and those infected become zombies. the added bonus is the virus mutates the into stronger zombies called special infected. As far as I am concerned.  That's what we are dealing with... With no reset button. Well, in the world that just ended. I got only one regret." He then got up and grabbed the digital clock and noticed it was running off batteries...good. He held onto it and opened the nightstand drawer. "Well, well... Cracker packs...cheese too. this should be somewhat of a boon." He took off his back pack and put the stuff away and put on the backpack. "You know, I think I am starting to like you people...at least you."