"Creak" The rusty door of the partly dilapidated apartment gave a tired squeal that signalled that it had reached the end of its life, as it was pushed open by a group of Three. The group consisted of a female and two males."Are you sure it's here?" The blonde female asked with a frown as she walked into the dusty apartment, she seemed to be in her early 20's."I'm sure it's here, I'm positive" The younger male who shared a striking similarity to the female replied with a confident smile."Doesn't seem like it, this place looks like it housed a whole generation of spiders" The last male added, his eyes hinting at the spiderwebs littered across the whole house."It was a spider's nest, but all the Spiders were already dead when I arrived, so at that times, I curiously explored the rest of the house in hopes of picking up some loot and that was when i found this" The Younger youth recounted while leading the rest deeper into the house until they ended up at the basement."What's written

[Half A Year Ago]"Ratata" The brutal sound of a machine gun being sprayed around echoed through the once-still night."Rawrr" Flocks of zombies growled, as they rushed toward the middle-aged Mark who with a desperate expression, continuously sprayed his bullets onto the approaching zombies."How did it come to this? I can't fight them all, is this where my life ends?" Mark said to himself in fear, with the number of zombies he could see, there was no way he could fight them all off, it was impossible, his clip was almost empty, and with just a few bullets left, he decided to fight to the death."Ratata—Click, click" Seconds later, the sound of the empty clip struck Mark's ears making him freeze up for a split second, before he quickly threw the gun onto the nearby zombies and took off, hoping to find shelter around.Before he could get far, a zombie suddenly leaped onto him from one of the nearby houses."RAWRRR" The zombie growled, sinking its teeth into his left arm and causing him