You remember how in those Dead Rising games, they make it seem like running around a giant horde of zombies would be fun? How you could just snag stuff from stores and use it almost to humiliate them or impede them?

Yeah… turns out its not NEARLY that fun.

Quietly Andrew Smith eyed the amp across from him in the basement, where he was when this mess started. Getting out would’ve been hard enough, so Andrew kept himself to making sure his place in the area would be safe for people. About 20 or so were in the rooms above him amongst all the battered and reboarded windows and doors. Thankfully while Andrew himself didn’t need to eat (probably something to do with his powers… at this point Andrew stopped asking questions about himself in that regard. The answers were too unnerving) but the food he had didn’t last amongst the survivors for very long. On the few times Andrew donned his costume and tried to raid any nearby stores for something edible. It didn’t go so well, sure he’d come back with bags full of stuff, but it was usually needing to run like hell.

As he had cracked open the windows to his basement, much too small for any of those… things… to get in through. Andrew stood up from the cheap metal chair. Grabbing his black and lime green guitar and cranked up the amp. Quickly beginning to belt out the opening riff to Metallica’s “Search and Destroy”. He didn’t consider the weird irony of the song choice, and had done this in the past few days to show any survivors where a safe haven was. After all, those zombie things have shown they aren’t exactly adept at playing 80’s thrash metal.