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You wake up to the sound of cyrens, gun fire and screaming... and you walk over to your window to see what appears to be some type of riot..but then you see a man running for his life, but it caught..draged to the gound and his throught is vishiously riped out by the attackers teeth. Your eyes widen as this is something you have never seen before...

You are in the middle of a Zombie Apocalypse, this has appeared on ever channel of you tv..



Every where you look its chaos. You see the military trying to make a stand outside in the street in front of your house...



But they were quickly over run by the masses of zombies.




Zombies control the streets and for as far as you can see probably the whole city.
You are a lone survivor..for all that you know...Waht do you do?
Do you take what furniture you have and baracade yourself in and try and wait it out?
Or
Do you just try and survive..try and find people you can link up with and stand a better chance with?

...You dont know whats out there but...

The choice is yours..and remember "no where is safe..only safer"

"The endless hordes of the undead are nothing compared to a fully loaded .44 Magnum." That was all Tyson could say as he snapped the cylinder from his Revolver and quickly loaded in six new .44 Slugs in. Snapping the cylinder back, he holstered the revolver and jumped down from the Kiosk he had climbed onto, landing in between two undead he had killed and spitting on one before continuing slowly on his path through the City's infested Metro Station. From what he understood there was some sort of Evacuation Station near his current location, although with how quickly this new virus had spread he wasn't hopeful. It had come practically overnight. He was working security at the hospital where Patient Zero had reared his ugly head and began biting doctors and nurses in the throat left and right. He had always been paranoid as a teenager about zombie outbreaks, so when he saw people without trechea's standing and eating other people, he knew that he had to leave. Unfortunately all he was armed with was a .44 Magnum and not too much ammo, so maybe taking the metro was a bad idea. "It's where all the people were, and it's where all the zombies are heading..." He muttered as he put a cigarette into his mouth, lighting it and taking a hit before exhaling and running his fingers through his tousled brown hair.