"I-I'm lost... Will you let me use your phone?"
From Create Your Own Story
"Oh..." he said, surprised at your answer. He moved out of the way to let you in, "How'd you get lost?"
You step past him into the threshold of his two-story house. Inside, there are pieces of furniture overturned and the music inside vibrates the floors and walls. Mysterious stains are spread every which way and the scent of alcohol drifted in the air. You try and ignore all that to answer his question, "My parents didn't come home and then there was a zombie outside my house, I panicked, kind of, and hiked through the woods. I live right on the other side. I don't really know where I am right now. Where's your phone?" You look around, but cannot find a land line.
You turn around and see him holding a small revolver at you, "If you really just wandered, why do you have those knives in your belt? Are you infected?"
"What?" you ask surprised as your eyes take in his gun. "I-I..."
