We all worked at a sandwich shop for many years when it all happened. We were able to hold them off for some time but we ran out of sandwich supplies - the meat has gone rotten since they knocked out the electric. We found that our tastes also changed from roast beef to BRAAAINS.

Now we wander the empty streets doing the only thing we remember how to do. After you make sandwiches for so many years, day in and day out, it almost becomes second nature.

Instinct, some would say.

This is our life now. And when we meet, it will be your life as well.