Meet me in a post-apocalypse
...what would be - what would happen - when brain-eating corpses killed everyone you loved? When brain-eating corpses killed everyone you ever knew? When you're on your own with only one left beside you?
Trying to keep a daily routine? Trying to save others? Shelter your fellow? Going insane and hurting the remaining? Surrender and end the lifes of both of you? Or building up an empire, controling it?
I'm sure that one day I'll be dictator.
But would I still want to be, if everyone around me is foreign?
...and I came to the conclusion, that family isn't just mother, father and siblings. It's also friends. For some more, for some fewer.