Imagine waking up and finding that the world around you is crashing down faster than you even realize. You can't even breathe because the terror of not knowing whether or not that breath might be your last consumes you; changes you; breaks you. That was the feeling I had the morning I woke up and realized I'd be fighting to survive for the rest of my life. The name's Ty and I'm a victim of the Apocalypse. You're probably confused so let me explain it like this. The world, my world, was overrun by the undead, zombies if you will, and every day is just another fight for survival. I've lost everyone I love to these damn things. The only person I have left is my little sister, Sasha, and I swore to my parents before they were killed that I'd always protect her and keep her alive at any cost. I look around me and all I ever see is death. I don't see myself as a survivor; I'm just a victim that hasn't been taken yet. I know my time will come though and I'll accept it when it does but until then, I will fight like hell to keep myself and sister alive in this Dominion; Dominion X.
