How long had it been since everything changed? According to the clock in Gracie Evans' computer, she saw her first zombie (and her second to roughly two-hundredth) about a month ago. Like a good citizen, she obeyed the local news broadcasts on the radio and television: Stay indoors, ration your food, wait for the military to reclaim your block. She was already overdue for grocery shopping, so that plan lasted about a week. It wasn't so bad being holed up, until her internet and phone service stopped working. After that, her only company was that nice couple down the hall who she just never had time to get to know before the apocalypse. After she heard two gunshots in the night and stopped seeing them, she was truly alone.<br/><br/>Things started looking up soon after, though. Gracie worked up the nerve to leave the apartment building and go on quick raids to the nearby corner store. It was on her first such trip that she found a starved-looking dog locked in a truck with the windows cracked. One brick and a few cans of beef stew later, she had a friend for life. Alas, a good thing can only keep going for so long. It was clear that others were going on similar "shopping trips", taking what they needed and leaving the rest for others. Restless nights would be spent wondering about these people. Were they nice? Were they lonely too? Did they still have access to internet or working TV and radio stations? The determined young woman had been alone for long enough. It was time to find out.<br/><br/>(<strong>Starting situation for Gracie</strong><br/>Your apartment has: Electricity, hot and cold running water, air conditioning, human food for three days, dog food for three days.<br/>Your car: Is not damaged, has had an oil change recently, has a full tank of gas, has a convenient place to refuel, will need new tires soon.)