Kung Lao looked around the abandoned store, trying to keep his noise to a minimum in case one of the zombies that now invaded the world was nearby. Cutting packages taped together in the storage room with his makeshift bladed hat he created when the apocalypse first started, shining his flashlight into the boxes and scoffing. “Nothing.” He mumbled and rolled his eyes, standing up straight when he heard a noise and tip toeing toward it.

He turned his flashlight off and snuck his way behind some boxes, shining the light with his hand on his hand prepares to slice whatever was making the noise, seeing them bent down and trying to hide from him shining the light in their face as he lifted an eyebrow and smiled a little. “Well you definitely don’t look like one of those things outside.” He said crouching down to their level.

“What’s a little thing like you doing all alone out here? What’s your name?” He asked keeping the flashlight shining in their face as he tilted his head waiting for an answer.