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As far back as I could remember the world had been in the crapper. Even before the dead rose. That's why I hated this planet, it stunk, it held you by the nuts and squeezed harder every day. The world is actually a better place now. No cops to worry about, no laws, nothing to stand in your way. Except for the dead of course. But even they were better than the living. Its the truth. That's where this story begins. In the city called New York. Yes, New York the hell hole of the great U.S of A. Where do you want to start 2 years into the rise, or right at the beginning? Ill begin at the start of all this.

'Twas a day like any other. Every one pissed at the world. Kill ya if you look at them wrong. Over the past week there has been reports of people walking in central park at night being killed and "eaten". As usual the NYPD urged people not to go out at night. The most recent report was just last night as a matter of fact. The person killed was James Thorn. Reports say that Thorn was ambushed at 11:25 last night at Central Park by a group of about 5 "cannibals". Thorn was eaten alive until one of the cannibals tore his throat out. The blood from the bite muffled the scream, then he choked on his own blood. The morgue tenant was doing the last bit of cleaning up when he heard a smash come from cold storage. He lazily stood up wiping the sleep from his eyes. As he stepped into the storage room and saw nothing. He thought is was his imagination getting the best of him. The tenant tuned around into the rotting arms of James Thorn. The tenant screamed right as Thorn sucked an eye out of the socket. The tenant fell to the floor with Thorn on top of him ripping the flesh from his face. The next morning the mortician came into the office expecting everything to be fine and dandy. But it wasn't. He walked right into cold storage and saw the 3 pints of blood spilled last night in the struggle. "what the..." just then he heard a shuffle and a moan. His heart froze and he stopped and listened. Nothing, not another sound.He slowly turned and creeped over to the doors. He pushed open the doors and peered out to see if the coast was clear. It was. He sprinted to the front of the building, busting through every door he came too. When he finally got to the front door the slammed into it with a full stride. But it didn't move. He started to hear a moan come from behind the door he just ran past. Then a scratching started. The mortician started to search for his keys. Then he remembered he left them in his office. He cursed him self for not thinking of it earlier. He picked up a chair and busted the closest window. He climbed out just as the two zombies busted through the door. He ran for 2 blocks. The last he heard of the two was a angry moan out of the both of them. He ran to the police station but then stopped. "They wouldn't believe me." He thought. So he slowly started back to his house thinking of the days events. It was past 8 P.M. when he opened his door. By morning light he turned on the TV to see if anything happed over the night. Luckily nothing did. Over the next 4 months the murders sky rocketed. People started dying left and right. They started to invade the city. Some how they knew that there army had to be over a thousand. It spread like wild fire over the states. Even the world. After about 3 years the world population of living took a nose dive. The mortician that saw the 2 two in the morgue killed him self from guilt. All was lost to the zombies. Only the people that had the equipment survived. Even the president wasn't able to escape them. When they were taking him to Air Force One a horde of zombies ambushed the car. All of the secret service was killed even the presidents personal driver. The president was screaming for god to release him from this hell. Then the zombies tore his entrails from his body in a bloody mess. The heart of the president stopped beating and the states died.

A part of me wanted to kill myself to get to a better place. But another part of me wanted to kill all the bastards that destroyed the planet, yes I did say that the zombie world would be better then the normal world but now I'm having second thoughts. You always have to watch your back for zombies, even for the people that will kill you just for your shoes. I met up with a man that worked for the army. He had all the connections for weapons and vehicles that we would ever need. For some god off reason I trusted him. I guess it was because he was in the army at one time and he knew where to aim to kill. Every city we tried to pass it was over run with dead heads. I remember we where driving past a cemetery and I actually saw the dead coming from the ground. That scared the hell outta me. But, luck had its fun with us. Although, my friend and I did not contract the virus as I like to call it. Because it was a virus, it spread like a virus. For biter to bitten. Now reports of having zombie animals like dogs, cats even wild animals. A zombie bear was even reported of being seen. The eyewitness to the beast said it was a grizzly, about 5 feet long on all fours and looking like a human zombie got a hold of its head an face. The bears head had been missing its skull cap exposing its brain, and one eye missing. The teeth were all still there by what he saw. For the meat around the mouth was missing do to rot most likely. One city we did come to was relatively free of the demons for hell. Although empty of the living the zombies must have killed them then when they stood to kill they moved on. I saw a gas station on horizon and heard a sigh in relief from Shawn (sorry but that's his name) oh and I'm Jay. Then it exploded in one of the largest fire balls I've ever seen. Even though we where at lest 2 miles from it I felt a wave of heat hit me in the chilly October air.

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