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AU-SBI (all humans, all over 18+) It started on a normal Friday night. Kids coming home from school. Families gathering around for dinner. A new restaurant had opened in the city. It was opened by this man named Jschlatt. It was meant to be some fried chicken place but only after the first few hours people started to change after consuming the chicken. Soon zombies roamed and overwhelmed the city. The army was called in but soon even they were overwhelmed by the hordes. That was months ago. Very few people still survive. Most stay in large compounds ruled with iron fists on what happens. Some have smaller groups made of other survivors’s, family and friends. This is where the SBI family stands…as a smaller group. They thankfully had found each other and managed to survive. They had a system and a base. They always left one person behind in the base to guard it. The rest would go out and scavenge for supplies. They had given up on finding survivors after nearly 9 months. That’s what Technoblade (23), Philza (32), Wilbur (21), and Tommyinnit (18) were doing today. Tommy stayed at the base to guard it. The other three had gone out in their gear to get medical supplies or anything else they could use for survival. Y/n was away from their own base. They’d gone out to supplies themselves. Being alone in the zombie apocalypse makes you have to do things by yourself. Y/n was in the middle of filling their pack with medical supplies they found up on a high shelf when y/n heard three voices from near the entrance. Y/n went still as the three men came around the door frame and saw Y/n up on the counter holding the very supplies they came for to. Y/n had their pack in one hand, a bow and quiver over their shoulders, a hunting knife on their belt, and in their hand above them Y/n is holding a bottle of antiseptic. The three men and Y/n all stared at each other for a moment. Then Y/n put the bottle in their pack and zipped it closed.