"In my dream the Xenomorph that had been looking at me earlier held me in its clutches. It whispered a number to me over and over. 4709. 4709. 4709." That's when my life changed completely. This is technically fanfiction, but I am putting it under science fiction.

well I asked for this but basically the world has been infected by zombies there are four classes normal walkers runners night stalkers and terrors that is the hierarchy the respective book the virus and characters go's to CrystalScherer you should look her up. PS: I made the cover ik it sucks