John had unpacked his few belongings into his room and was lying on the bed thinking. This was gonna be good. He could tell. At least here he'd have food and water, and people. The only people he'd seen before this had tried to blow his brains out. God damn that had been an exciting night.Zombies on his left, bandits to his right, and a car right in front of him. John smiled at the memory of the adrenaline rush. He turned over and pulled the covers over him, and drifted into the tendrils of sleep.