How To: Survive the Zombie Apocalypse
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  • Reads 124
  • Votes 6
  • Parts 18
  • Time 58m
Ongoing, First published Jan 31, 2017
Mature
This was so surreal-

Yet it was happening. 

Nothing could have prepared me for this moment. They weren't like the monsters in the media... no... 

They were they're own kind of hell. 

Every movie and T.V. show had its own take, but not a single one of them could have predicted this. The possibilities of it happening were too small to imagine, yet here we are. 

In the middle of the fucking zombie apocalypse. 

The undead now rule North America. 

A virus was unleashed like no other. These zombies are reanimated corpses that have one mission: spread their virus. But the virus can only infect a dead host, meaning the zombies are out for blood. Their only mission: Kill everything with a pulse.

And yet, here I am. With a pulse. I'm still alive... on the outside at least. So I decided to keep a journal on exactly how this all came to be, and what happened to me. And my friends and family. So if there really is anyone out there, this journal is for you. Take it for what you will. 

But if you've found this, I'm dead. 

Or worse.
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