After the Harran Virus tore through the city, killing everything and spreading the infections faster than anyone could have imagined, Y/n L/n watched as a horde of the shambling undead broke down his house's door and attacked his parents, tearing through them like a knife through hot butter. The scent of death and decay was weighing down on Y/n like a brick wall had fallen on him. He listened in horror as his parents' screams died down, replaced by the gut-wrenching, stomach-churning sound of the zombies ripping the flesh from their bodies and devouring them.
"WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR, Y/N?! RUN! FIND YOUR SISTER AND GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE!!" His father gurgles out a final time before a zombie rips his throat out.
Y/n's head whips to the stairs and his body immediately moves into action. He sprinted up the steps, threw open his sister's door, and shouted.
"S/n! Where are you?!"
To his horror, the room was empty.
"Oh, god."
He walked over to the window, staring out at the desolate city before his eyes. Black plumes of smoke rose from the buildings, the screams of agony and fear echoed throughout the city. As the groaning of the undead began to grow louder, your panic grows. Quickly moving, y/n slides open the window to his sister's room and clambers out into the dangerous, undead world.