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Twenty-four months, seven-hundred and thirty days, seventeen-thousand five-hundred and twenty hours, that's how long ago everything had begun, the stereotypical outbreak, something you'd think to only see in the movies. Today marks the two year anniversary of the fall of humanity. I'm honestly still almost impressed I've been able to keep up with it all, dates and time, but I've somehow managed. It helps me feel like I'm still somehow connected to the remnants of what humanity was before, unlike other things.
Jack's been alone for a very long time learning the skills and ways of survival. He never had much of a group for any more than maybe a few hours to face the world with, only large, beautiful dog named Sheba. But what happens when end-laced Jack re-acquaints himself with his old war-bitten friend Mark?
... There'll be terrifying twists and turns throughout their fight to stay alive and together, fighting against the dad and the living, as both are as much a threat as the other.
Cry is on his own in the zombie apocalypse. He doesn't easily trust others and is used to killing people as well as infected. He has never liked traveling in groups, but all of that changes when he's saved by Pewds and his group. They help Cry, even though some are very suspicous of the quiet, masked man. Will Cry stay with the group? Or will he go back to surviving on his own?
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Involves a lot of youtubers, some added later in the story.
WARNING: PEOPLE WILL DIE.
IF YOU CAN'T DEAL WITH HEARTBREAK AND DEATH, DON'T READ.