The spawns are back in town after a gruesome time dealing with the butt end of the apocalypse. Maybe some love will find it's way into this final bloody battle of the dead vs humans?

Would the earth end in ice? Fire? Earthquakes? If perhaps have a mass extinction like the dinosaurs? Either way, somehow, some way, the earth wasn't meant to last forever. And neither were humans.

{What is with me and long titles. Lord.} Back before humans existed, there was the creation of Earth. Whether you believe we came from Adam and Eve, or evolution, we're here now. And people have come back from the dead to eat our brains for breakfast and slurp our intestines like spaghetti. Charming, I know. But either way, the creation of our world has been highly regarded as a mistake. Heaven and Hell can collide, and that's where others are; Fighting like hell for heaven. Me? Pfft. I'm just trying to survive.

He's never been much for words, sentiments, or even being social. But here he is, in the most busiest places of all time. A bad feeling was creeping up on him, and he didn't like it one bit. What the hell is wrong with him? Oh, wait. Maybe its the girl by his side. The dead one. {Luke Robert Hemmings Fanfiction}

I just don't understand how this all happened... Like, we were just chillin' in Jessa's living room, when the guy broke in, and tried to eat us. I always fantasized being in The Walking Dead, or Z Nation, or something along those lines, but... Now that its actually happening? I don't know what the hell to do. Well, I guess we're boned.