The undead: a walking dead fan fiction

The undead: a walking dead fan fiction

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Time and time again history repeats itself; species go instinct and a new world order begins. No one ever thought it would happen like this though, no one thought the dead would rise and feast upon our flesh. Things like this were only in movies and books but now our worst nightmare has begun. The dead have become the undead and there's no place safe, now its kill or be killed whether you're the living or the dead. A 21 year old woman from Houston Texas struggles to survive what seems to be a zombie apocalypse. When the virus struck she was at home watching the news. At first she thought it was another bath salts episode that turned people crazy but after looking out her kitchen window she soon became well aware that it was indeed not a bath salts epidemic, it was something so much worse. With white clouded eyes and bloodied mangled flesh a creature's face popped up banging against the window.
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