"Well, in that case, be off with yer," sneers the zombie, poking you arthritically in the chest with her gun. She lurches away, and disappears off between the blackened skeletons of a bank and a bookshop, leaving you standing alone in the deserted town square.

Most of the shops are completely trashed, with only a library, a Woolworth's, and a Thai restaurant looking even remotely stable, let alone enterable. Then again, there's always the alley you came out of. Either way, you might as well go somewhere. Come on, you're a zombie! Live a little!