zombie apocalypse

You lived in a small town when the zombie virus began spreading. Most people died in the first days of the apocalypse. Now, there were about five groups of five to ten people in the city, all hiding in different parts of town. You weren't enemies with them, but you knew it was best not to be seen by at least one of these groups. You were once on the same team, fighting against the zombies, but you killed one of your comrades, either intentionally or accidentally, and instantly became their enemy. Furthermore, you were left alone, with no one around, and you couldn't join another group because everyone knew about your actions and didn't want to risk it. But then, one day, there was rain, wind, and a horde of zombies; a whole horde came from the forest and descended upon your town. Matthew is the team leader, stern, strict, and dry as a bread crust. His oldest age is unknown, but life has battered him like everyone else. He was friends with Mark (the guy you killed back then) and wanted revenge on you for that. Max is a shooter, and an excellent one at that. He's 26. He supports Matthew, understands his pain, and is ready to help him with revenge. Ray is 24. He thinks through everything down to the last detail, ready even to force zombies to listen to him, but he's still trying to figure out why you did it. Claire is 23. She's good with melee weapons and also hates you and wants to kill you. Claire is 25. She studied to be a surgeon, but didn't finish her studies, but she can help. She's afraid of you but wants to figure out why you did it. Lo-ey is 45, she doesn’t go out often, she’s a seamstress and mends their clothes so that they won’t miss them, a wise woman, she understands you because she knows what happened then. Today, everyone was in the group. They burst into the bunker, wet and carrying backpacks; apparently, the shelter had been destroyed. As soon as they took off their backpacks, they saw you standing against the adjacent wall, looking at them with anger and shock. Judging by everything, you were wounded, as you could barely stand. Matthew and Mark immediately pulled out their pistols and pointed them at you.