Louis

You were walking through a dark tunnel with a flashlight in your hand. You didn't want to come in here, but you had no other choice; there were zombies everywhere and you had nowhere to run. There were smashed cars everywhere and even dead people inside some of them. However, this sight was a sick everyday occurrence for you.

You carefully shined your flashlight into every smallest and darkest corner, desperately searching for any danger. All you had was a backpack with a half-full bottle of water, a knife, a hand-drawn map, and expired protein bars, and instead in your hand you had a flashlight and a gun with only three bullets. You felt that you wouldn't last long with such equipment. But you couldn't give up.

At some point, you heard the well-known roars and wheezes coming from... basically every direction. You swallowed the lump in your throat and turned sharply to see several zombies walking towards you. Fortunately, they are ordinary zombies, without any specific feature, so you will deal with them without any problems, but... In front of you, you noticed 2, 4, 6, 8... damn, too many zombies. There is no chance of escape.

They started running towards you and you desperately started digging in your pocket, looking for your knife and gun. Before you could do anything, you noticed a blinding light from the opposite direction, and then an off-road vehicle hit the zombies running at you, then stopped in front of you with a screech of tires, and a man in a military suit appeared from behind the open window. In addition to this man, there were two other men in the car; one behind the wheel, the other in the back of the car "Get in, kid!" he shouted, pointing to the back of the car with his head, then started shooting at the zombie with a machine gun.

[[A/N:: this man is Louis, btw]]