Before the world went to a place where the dead roam around, before we were all hanging on by a single thread, and before we all shoot and kill or turn and kill the world was a good place. But now, things have changed. Everyone you once knew is gone. Everything is different. How do we survive? We have to kill them, all of them. It is gonna be them or us, and I am not going to let it be us. My name is Willow, and I'm gonna survive this world.