"We won't survive, Luke! We lost our family! Those zombies took them from us!" Michael shouted frustratedly then he wiped his tears. "Michael, look at me! Calm down! We'll get to the place and survive!" Luke tried to calm his best friend down. "No, we won't. Can't you see? It's over," Calum threw his hands to the air. "Shut up! No more talking! Listen to me! Grab your shits and move your asses now! We're going to the place!" Ashton shouted at them. Everything that happened made them depressed. "Guys, trust me. There will always be a tomorrow."

I never understood the point of survival. I never understood why we had to survive in this world. We're all going to die anyways.

This was only supposed to happen in video games.