A Hope For Survival

Prologue

People always assumed the world would end, at least I always did. But I always thought that it wouldn't happen in my lifetime. That I would be long dead before anything happened. Yet human curiosity has proved me wrong. The world didn't end in an big bang from an asteroid. It wasn't aliens destroying our world. It was us. We destroyed everything that we built.

News started circling around the globe like wildfire. No one knew what it was. A plague, a disease, a weapon gone wrong. It doesn't matter now I guess. We created a monster, that can multiply in seconds adding new troops to their undead army each day that passes.

There was a time when the undead were laughed upon, a joke. It would never happen, they were just real in the movies and shows. Well some scientist just couldn't let that go. It started with reports of riots, helicopters flying through the sky, news of people eating one another. It didn't take long before people started talking. Some said it was a conspiracy to lower the population, kill the weak and the rich live. That shortly fell apart when the news strike that USA had lost their president to this illness.

Protocols were set, families were to have curfews and stay in their house at all times. Military outposts were set all over the city. London had turn into fortress of solitude. It was everything that we wanted. Safety with our family. But soon rumours had spread about the soldiers killing families. Those rumours turned into news. And that news, gave everyone a new mentality. Everyone for themselves.