As darkness descends upon the wastes once more, the survivor takes shelter on the roof of a battered shipping container. Sleep is impossible for him, as the haunting howls of the undead surpass the crackling of the barrel fire as they attempt, feebly, to reach him. The survivor clutches his rifle tightly and gazes into the flickering light as he struggles to ignore the undead creatures. The corpses of the fallen soldiers around the container seemed to taunt the survivor as he prayed for a gunshot or explosion to reassure him that humanity still stood...