Two years after the outbreak that decimated the world and left hungry, once human creatures in it's wake, a small group of survivors managed to come together on a small, lake island. The creatures that hunt them fear the water, allowing the survivors to have some safety in their isolation. How long will the island remain safe? And if it doesn't, how long can humans exist in a world full of zombies? This is just one man's tale. (Author's note: this is an experimental piece, a work in progress. Honest feedback is appreciated, good or bad. New chapters will be uploaded once a week.)