As far as danger zones go I am screwed, but there are a ton of reserve stations and an armory not far from where I am and there's also a ton of hospitals near me (not that it would make much difference for me since my GF is always sick and we have a fully stocked pharmacy in my bathroom). I just have to sit it out on the 32nd floor of my apartment building until it looks like I can find a safe place to go and food won't be a problem because I have a sexual fetish for canned foods. My building is connected to a few others by a skyline, so even if I can't get out from my building I can most likely get out from another.

Is it sad that I'm always fantasizing about stuff like this? I would slay my first born for a chance at a zombie apocalypse.