Jess Had seen it all. People dropping like flies, all of them were older though. She lit a cigarette and took a swig of a beer. "I think I'm drunker than I thought." She sighed as she began to walk down the streets. Death didn't really phase her, she didn't have anyone left to care about. 
"Yo! Anyone alive!?" She shouted as loud as she could, hearing the eerie echo of her own voice.