So, why not add the et cetera back into et cetera again. Obviously, this is practically impossible but with a willing suspension of disbelief:
Assuming that (for whatever reason), a walking dead style apocalypse descends upon humanity. Suddenly, you wake up and walk down the corridor/street and your pleasant (or grumpy) old neighbour tries to gnaw your arm off. You rush back inside, the internet's out, you stare out the window and the whole city is a disaster zone with people being eaten in the streets by the undead.
What's your game plan?
I think mine would be 1) stealing a medieval suit of armour (even dead, crazed human teeth can't get through that), 2) getting provisions and packing them up (or raiding the supermarket), 3) trying to hotwire an old car, before getting to a baroque palace. Hopefully later on, I'd bump into someone who can drive a boat and make it out to an offshore oil rig.
Also, do you have a soundtrack song in mind for this apocalyptic world? Here's mine:
Assuming that (for whatever reason), a walking dead style apocalypse descends upon humanity. Suddenly, you wake up and walk down the corridor/street and your pleasant (or grumpy) old neighbour tries to gnaw your arm off. You rush back inside, the internet's out, you stare out the window and the whole city is a disaster zone with people being eaten in the streets by the undead.
What's your game plan?
I think mine would be 1) stealing a medieval suit of armour (even dead, crazed human teeth can't get through that), 2) getting provisions and packing them up (or raiding the supermarket), 3) trying to hotwire an old car, before getting to a baroque palace. Hopefully later on, I'd bump into someone who can drive a boat and make it out to an offshore oil rig.
Also, do you have a soundtrack song in mind for this apocalyptic world? Here's mine: