Urlaub in der Apokalypse 3

I am sitting in the dark. Total darkness surrounds me. I can't even see my own hand in front of my eyes. Around me, people are breathing - filled with fear, shallow and choppy. There are many of us. Certainly around fifty. Among them are the old and the sick. Outside, the infected are stirring. They are the rulers of this new world. I am in the supermarket's camp. It has cost lives to get here. In our desperation, we couldn't think of anything better than to take this insane trip. But how did it come to this? Perhaps I should tell this story from the beginning...