Twin Skeletons - Peterick

I used to hate the commotion of the busy Chicago streets. I would loathe getting up in the morning for work. Now, I would give anything for it all to be back. You see, the world went to shit about a year ago. Everything is gone. Running water, electricity, it's all just a distant memory. There's a virus that the CDC "accidently" released upon the public. It starts with chills, then a fever. Eventually it killed you. If you were lucky, you weren't infected. You just had to live in an infected world and find away to survive. Once you died, you came back. Not as a human, but as a flesh eating monster. Much like a zombie. I've started calling them walkers. Of course, there's always a catch. If you're bitten by a walker, you're infected. I wasn't infected, luckily. I don't know how I've managed to survive this long.