The year is 2012,in an alternate universe where the apocalypse actually happened and the survivors that lived through it.Diseases broke out and turned others into aggressive mindless dead.Survivors have to kill to survive but not all of them kill just the diseased.some survivors decided to break the rules and became bandits that kill other survivors and take their things.They think that this world is their playground and decided to go in gangs to make sure that they're the most the one with the most power.Others decided to go into groups and repopulate the planet and save humankind.These people are trying to find a cure for the disease.but little do they know that something else is trying to that from happening.

'Jimmy stepped out the grocery store and lit up a cigarette.Taking a drag out of it he noticed a dark black mustang blacker than the grease in his hair cruising down the street towards him.Oh god it's them,He thought,then took a long drag and flicked his cigarette away.A Royal stepped out the mustang."well well well.Well isn't our boy Jim?" Jimmy took out a comb and combed his hair.The Royal pulled out a gun "better put that comb down or else you be getting two more holes in your body." Jimmy dropped the comb and cracked his knuckles."Boy,you better run."'