rE: Again

rE: Again

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The apocalypse left humanity devastated. Cities had crumbled, economies and social hierarchies crashed completely. But that was all the past's problem. The problem of those who had survived. The current problem, thousands of years later, was just how terribly the decendants of the ones who had rebuilt were living. Are people truely happy with their kingdom, content with living in what ever form of hell life often brings? Or is there something more... sinister going on beneath the surface?
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There's not a lot that can freak me out in this world. Only large animals with sharp claws, too many people touching me, bullies, hives, horror movies, sitting underneath fans or lights or anything that dangles from a ceiling, glass or wooden bridges, my mother, mosquitoes, public situations, taking a shower with nobody in the house, taking a shower with too many people in the house and crocks. Oh, and zombies. Zombies is definitely on that list. It's almost a shame too, that I have to race through a city packed full of them to find my missing family. Packed full of zombies, by the way, not crocks. (Although I don't know which situation is worse.) Now I have to not only keep my feeble body alive, but also protect (or be protected by) my two best friends in the entire world as we all try to survive in a city packed with the Dead.

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