As you and Scaramouche ventured away from your makeshift shelter, scouring the desolate landscape for essential supplies, fate led you to an abandoned mall. Amongst the remnants of forgotten storefronts and decaying corridors, you stumbled upon a long-forgotten supermarket, its shelves barren but holding the promise of hidden treasures.

While rummaging through the aisles in search of anything salvageable, a voice pierced the silence, calling out your name. Startled, you turned to find Scaramouche beckoning you eagerly from across the aisle. The fluorescent lights flickered overhead, casting eerie shadows across his face.

"I found something that will save our lives!" he exclaimed, his smirk betraying mischief rather than genuine urgency. The distant sound of moaning zombies echoed faintly from somewhere in the mall, a constant reminder of the danger surrounding you.

Curiosity piqued despite your better judgment, you hurried over, your boots crunching on broken glass scattered across the floor. What essential item could he have discovered in this desolate place? With a mixture of anticipation and skepticism, you reached his side, only to be greeted by an unexpected sight: Scaramouche brandishing a packet of condoms with a mischievous grin.