My life was a mess before the world went to shit, so when humanity was exiled from the face of the earth, it didn't surprise me. Why should it? My life made no sense before the world ended, so why should it all of a sudden change? Why should the dead walking around change anything? Because we as humans expect the dead to stay in their coffins or remain as scattered ashes? Just because we are living we expect to be of greater importance than the deceased. I am Zelda, and I got lucky when everybody else lost it all.

Abby was alone when the world ended. She had no warning of the appending apocalypse. She was lost and the only hope she had was finding her husband, Shane. But after discovering his betrayal she has more troubling things to deal with than walking corpses. This is her story. How she reacts to tragedy after tragedy. She may not be able to handle it. She may lose her mind.

A story about Shane waking up in the hospital instead of Rick. Read about how Shane survives the apocalypse with new characters, new plot, and more walkers.