So a some of 10-20 years ago a disease awoke. It was commonly found in ants, but it mutated. It mixed with another virus, rabies, and started taking over humans. After they were dead.
You got it. Flesh-eating, skin-rotting, dead-walking zombies.
So people started freaking out, like always. They killed each other, except that never made any sense to me but whatevs. They ran with their families, trying to survive. Then they died. And they panicked and stole and so on. Basically, over the past 20 years, almost everyone has died. There's little groups scattered across the world that are surviving. And in this story we have our focus on one, probably the most unique out of them, the town of Art-muffin-dead-skin-lovin.
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The laughing dead
FantastikA story about a group of people in the midst of the apocalypse. Half of them are insane and the ones who are sane are trying not to become homicidal, if ya know what I mean.
