So this is it… you are all alone. You party has been ripped limb from limb and / or scattered across the city. Its just you and your trusty sawed off shotgun with a very limited amount of shells and your bloodied up cricket bat you found at an abandoned sport supply store. You heart and mind start to race, thinking of any possibility of you getting out of there in one piece as hundreds of the shambling undead close in on you under the flickering street light. There are much more zombies you can’t see that are lurking in the pitch black night. The combined moan and groans of the crowd drowns out the sirens and alarms that have been going off since the outbreak started. Do you think you have it in you to stand up and fight to your last breath, or will you lay down your arms and pray for a quick and fairly painless zombification?