Epidemical

"Prologue"

Prologue-

We grew up in a little town just south east of Boston, off the coast of New Bedford in a suburban area with plenty of forests surrounding that same rural town, that just so happened to be only fifteen minutes from our floodgates. However, our latest disaster hurricane had destroyed them, leaving the streets flooded all throughout the projects. Many of the husks remain afloat in the flooded streets, but don’t believe for a second that they’re dead. The husks will drag you down and start to eat at your flesh as the polluted water begins to invade your lungs, slowly drowning you while you bleed out below the surface. Concrete, houses, cars and everything else that used to comprise our past, corrupted world had all been permanently stained in rusty, crimson blood from the agonizing weeks of death and mayhem that this pestilence has brought upon us.

So far what we know is that there are four mutations to the virus that's bringing the dead back to life all around us, and each plays a role in its thirst for domination over mankind. The least threatening creature out of all the vile mutations, is the Husks. But make no mistake, they are not to be underestimated. They are still highly lethal and inhumanly strong, yet luckily, they're immensely stupid. Their eyes are useless because they're blind as bats, however their other sensory abilities, such as smell and hearing, are absolutely phenomenal. Any kind of cuts or wounds, no matter the severity must, and I repeat, must be wrapped, stitched, and patched before ever setting foot anywhere near Husk infested territory, whether you're moving in or out.

The next threat is the Stalkers, and lucky for us these guys only come out at night, or reside in gloomy, dark, unilluminated areas due to a rare genetic mutation they possess. Sewers, large buildings lacking the convenience of windows, and any kind of desolate tunnels must be entered only when accompanied by groups, or must otherwise be completely avoided. Stalkers can be fended off though, so take precautions and carry any or all of the following: flashlights, torches, flares and/or anything that can produce high amounts of bright, shining light. Stalkers have very vulnerable eyesight that is sensitive to these sources of light, and therefore they can easily be blinded with the proper aforementioned equipment.

The super mutation that we've come across is the Rabid, and they must be avoided at all costs. Never fight a rabid, never create noise near a rabid, and the number one thing is never ever, and hope to god that you aren’t bleeding near a Rabid because they can smell blood in the air like sharks do in the sea. Rabids are in fact the strongest, and fastest mutation of the infection so if you're ever caught, I'm sorry to say that you most likely will not be able to escape no matter how hard you try. The best way though to tell what a Rabid looks like is if they have large amounts of saliva dripping from their mouths, like the abomination is drooling, or if it has very foamy saliva like a rabid animal, accompanied by a pinkish coloration distortion in the fibers of its skin.

The final mutation that we are aware of are the Wailers. They are the top threat among the rest of the mutations and while the name may not sound menacing, when this thing moans at its full volume, it calls forth "The Pack" which is it's very own group of husks. In order to prevent a Wailer from summoning the pack, you must silence its throat. Wailers are normally seen without their jaws, or their mouth is in the process of rotting away, which is easier to spot, but these guys are very easily spooked, so go on ahead and take them out as quickly as humanly possible... 

Hello! And welcome to my apocalyptic story! I hope the Prologue wasn't too much of a drag, but no worries, I promise it will get better! I just needed to get the explanation, and the info out there so that I can start the mayhem... Please follow, vote, comment, and if you do enjoy my work, keep reading. There's a picture of another Husk to the side, and I'm trying my best with the help of my friends, and my girlfriend to make this the most interesting zombie story I can.

Thanks for reading!

Flesh and blood,

-Ryan