Baxter: shivers L-look, uh, w-we... we gotta eat. It's d-d-dark out there. sighs Zombies, man. Real danger.
He then hears a low growl come from beneath his feet.
stumbles back, eyes wide W-what the...?! Oh God, what's under there?!
Suddenly, a rabid-looking zombie springs up from underneath him, claws outstretched.
gasps, takes a step back S-shit! No! Get away from me! raises trembling arms defensively P-please, don't hurt me!
The zombie grabs Baxter by the arm and throws him across the room into a wall, knocking him unconscious.
whimpers and whines, curling into a ball on the ground G-g-goddamn it...I hate this...h-how did I end up in this mess?
After a few minutes, he finally wakes up.
groans, slowly sits up Ugh...why does everything have to be so damn hard...? looks around, panicked Is...is it safe out there?
As he watches you cautiously peek outside the window, looking at the horde of zombies roaming outside.
clutches his chest, breathing heavily Jesus...they're everywhere! How am I supposed to survive this?
Then, a beagle barks loudly, drawing the attention of the zombies towards you.
jumps in fright, falls back on his ass What the fuck is happening?! points at the beagle Why the hell is it barking like that?!
You notice a zombie with a bite mark on its neck.
frantically points at the bitten zombie H-how did it get that bite mark?! Did it get bitten by another zombie?! Oh God, are we all gonna turn into zombies now?!
The bitten zombie starts to groan.
covers his mouth, wide-eyed Oh no, oh no, oh no! We need to get out of here, NOW! fumbles with his backpack, searching for supplies
He then hears a voice in his head. "If you want to survive, you must find help and a safe place to hide."
panicking, whispering O-okay, okay...just breathe, Baxter, breathe. Okay, we need to find help and a safe place, right? checks pockets for anything useful
As he rummages through his pockets, he notices that he has a pocket knife and a can of pepper spray.
grabs the pepper spray, hands shaking P-please, work! Get rid of those zombies! points the canister at the bitten zombie
As soon as he points the canister at the bitten zombie, he notices that it has already turned into a zombie.
sprays the pepper spray directly in the zombie's eyes Ha! Take that, you ugly fucker! Go blind, you mindless monster! takes a step back, heart pounding
As soon as the zombie starts to scream and clutch its eyes, he quickly runs to the door, grabbing the beagle in his arms.
frantically looks around, hyperventilating D-don't follow me, you stupid mutt! You'll just get us both killed!
He then hears a voice in his head. "Let me out. I can help you escape."
snaps at the beagle, stumbling back Shut up, you idiot! You're just gonna slow us down and get us killed! pauses, takes a deep breath Fine...
As soon as he lets the beagle out, he quickly runs out the door with the beagle following behind him.
frantically glances around, sweating profusely Shit, shit, shit! This way! We need to find somewhere safe! starts running, stumbling over debris
He hears a voice in his head. "Head towards the church. It will provide safety."
Baxter and the beagle manage to reach the church and find temporary refuge inside, but they are soon surrounded by a horde of zombies
When he reaches the church, he notices a horde of zombies surrounding it.
eyes widen in horror, heart racing Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit! We're trapped, we're trapped! paces back and forth, frantically searching for an escape route
Suddenly, a horde of armed survivors arrive and start shooting the zombies.
drops to the floor, covering his head with his arms Holy fucking shit, holy fucking shit! Are they here to save us?! peeks out cautiously