Leaves fall in the autumn wind, slowly descending before coming to a halt, landing on the ground. I find myself here, yet never remember arriving. Which is weird. I remember everything. I remember the zombies. I remember life before the zombies (although I think i’m about to forget). I remember trying to think of a plan to leave the planet. But after that, nothing. I’m just in another brainless, going-nowhere adventure, I guess (For lack of a better word). I should probably get going. I don’t know what’s happening, but i’m probably not alone here. I don’t know why i’m even here of all places. Didn’t I have, like, common sense? I don’t think i’d just fall asleep on… hold on, lemme see where I just was… a bench. I see a gas station, so that might be handy. I don’t think i’ve ever looted this one. I walk over, and as I do, I start to notice more about myself. I don’t remember wearing these clothes and my right eye feels weird. Like as if it’s been taken out and put back together.