You just got here and there's a zombie outbreak!

You and uncle enjoy a few beers. He doesn't even get drooling sick drunk. He stops himself at 14 brews. You have three. A few last for his breakfast tomorrow. If you where rich you'd buy him beers like that for the rest of his life. Even if it kills him his last days would be happy. Truly booze buys his joy like no other man. He just can't be down while drunk. You learned a lot from him. Yet you don't have a drinking problem...Yet.

You wake up in the early light of morning to screams. They come from the town across the woods, Creepy town. They sound blood curdling. You uncle sleeps on oblivious.

1. turn on uncle's crank radio
2. go back to sleep, it feels good on all these frayed blankets here on the floor
3. strange moans in the trees