A group of survivors could be seen, taking a rest after killing countless zombies. There was nothing for them to do anymore, they were out of ammo and running out of food.
As much as the survivors loved being out of their little corner of hell, it didn’t mean they enjoyed living here with no sunlight or food. This was why they had set up camp a couple of miles away from the nearest town, just in case there would come a zombie attack. So far it seemed that the only zombies that passed through this area are those that had gotten stuck between two walls. It’s not like the people in the bunker didn’t know how to defend themselves or anything, it was just that zombies weren’t usually smart enough to find the entrances that they did every single time, so when you have that many monsters wandering around your home base, things become dangerous. It’s safe to say that everyone on board had some injuries or scars because of those beasts, but even if some of themDead Man could be seen riding his horse, he ignores the number of Zombies he passed. His full attention is getting Jade, alive or dead in return for his Farmhouse. He rushed down the abandoned road, towards a little town. The town used to have more people living there but with the rise of zombies, they all fled leaving behind nothing but the ruins of their houses. They had been left untouched until today, and they were now on the verge of dying from the lack of food.He rode through town, ignoring the shouts from the zombies close by, he just continued to ride on. The buildings looked dilapidated, no one bothered repairing them or cleaning up after themselves. There was so much trash everywhere When he finally arrived at the house, it looked even worse than before.He slid off of his horse and started kicking away pieces of wood blocking the entrance. He kicked harder when he realized it was locked tight. With one last kick, he shattered the door hand
D reaper sat by the cemetery with his dog, while he chewed on a chocolate bar. His head was resting on his hands as he watched the clouds pass above him, the sun shining bright. He looked down at his dog, “What?" he asked the dog who stared deeply at him. “I think it was best if I handed over the Apple to him” The dog whined slightly and moved closer to D's reaper to nuzzle against his leg. “I know buddy, he's going to use the power for himself, blah blah and he becomes the Zombie Alpha” His dog barked at him, then pawed at his pant leg, whining. “Common boy, let's move,” he said grabbing the dog's collar before walking towards the entrance of the graveyard. The dog wiggled free from D's grip to walk alongside him, following him into town. As they entered the city, they saw a horde of zombies walking the lonely street. “I think it's a good idea if we join a clan of survivors,” he says to his dog while whistling. His dog yapped
The stranger wakes up to see himself hung on the ceiling. His entire body hurts, and his wrists ache. He looks at the restraints around his wrists and ankles, they hold him securely to the roof. His legs are tied together using a rope. He tries to pull on the ropes but it doesn't budge. He tries again, but the rope remains attached to the top of the ceiling. He starts screaming and shouting profanities. He stops when he sees Dead Man enter the shack and walk to a spot beside him. He grabs his chin roughly and tilts it upward until their eyes meet. Dead Man smiles at him.“Why am I here?” he screams.Dead Man stares at the man for an awkward amount of time before answering, “you will answer the questions if you survive”“What question? What do you want from me?!” he yells, struggling against the binds“Where is the apple?” a voice responds bluntly. Revealing a fat Japanese man entering the room and walking straight toward h
Liz and Paul with the other survivors who all held up their guns could be seen walking into an abandoned Club. “Keep your eyes open for Zombie," Liz says. “There could be more nearby"The rest of the group followed her instructions, keeping watch as they made their way to the back of the club, where a small crowd of people was crowded around the table playing cards. The crowd suddenly became silent, as everyone stared intently at something across the room.A tall man wearing a black suit stepped out of the shadows. Behind him were soldiers aiming their guns at them.“Welcome," he said in a deep voice "to the party!" “Who are you and what do you want?" one survivor yells from behind the table.The man laughs heartily and turns around. He walks over and stands beside one of the soldiers, resting his arm on his shoulder. He has dark hair and blue eyes with a sharp chin, and he seems rather fit and muscular. He looks to be qui
The voices of people echoed in the bar while they celebrate their food feast, then the door opens to reveal the figure of a man.He wore an old black coat and a mask that covered his entire face except for his eyes, which were covered by the same black mask he wore when going out on his missions.The group of people at the table looked up but said nothing, just continued eating. The stranger took a seat near them and asked if anyone wanted anything to drink. When no one said anything, he ordered a beer for himself and some wine for the rest of the group before sitting down to watch the game playing on TV. “Why are you here?” one of the men asked him “To kill you” The masked man answeredIt was silent again until one of the people spoke up “What does he mean by killing us?”“I’m not talking about killing you, I want all of you dead” he answered slamming his fist unto the table “What did you say?” another person asked him“You heard me” The people around him got even mor
At the creepy mansion all dark and empty, the passage covered in cobwebs, the walls and the floor stained red, and the windows boarded up. Then the door opens to reveal a Deadman entering with some men here to assist him. They are wearing old-fashioned suits and ties."I warned you all to stay behind, since Don wants you by my side, no problem," The dead man says.His men point to what used to be a bed. It was torn apart. Its mattress is ripped up. And on top of it laid a corpse. “I'm Rocco and I follow the order,” one of the men says who seems to be the leader who accompanied Deadman to the haunted abandoned house. “And besides Don paid me to look after you” he adds and gestures at the body. “Now let's get this over with” He goes closer to the body and pulls off the sheet covering it so he can see what exactly is inside the body.The Deadman laughs menacingly."You know what happens if you try to touch that body, right?""So? That thing looks like trash"Deadman turns to h
Meanwhile, in the city, a few survivors could be seen wandering on the lonely street. They were all equipped with supplies and weapons, carrying everything they owned with them as they move along the streets. “We have been walking for a week now, and I need to take a rest.” a small boy says while pulling along his backpack behind him. “If we think of stopping, then we end up dead. Walking around dead instead of being Alive” A man leading them threatened with a growl “Don't be harsh, he's just a little boy” a woman says to him.“He needs to learn how to behave and listen to his elders” the man responds with a snarl.They continue walking, following the path that leads them to the edge of the town and then further.“Maybe if you would stop acting like such a baby, we would be in this situation” The woman complains.“Stop it, both of you,” A guy said.“Look, just calm down for one minute, and let's walk some more” Another guy added while pushing his girlfriend behind him.
The sun rose the next day, bathing the city in sunlight once again. Paul stood up to his feet, looking at the little boy still sleeping, he smiled. It was the first time he saw someone peacefully asleep since the apocalypse began. “Everyone of you, up!" the group leader enters shouting at the top of his voice, kicking the little boy asleep on the floor. “Hey boy, up!” “I don't think it's nice to kick someone like that" Paul growls.“It's fine.” The little boy answered.Paul shakes his head and turns away. “Get ready. The sooner we start moving, the better” The group leader says walking towards the exit of the house.The rest of the survivors gather their belongings and follow the group leader out of the house. “Are you okay?” Paul asked while looking at the young boy who was sweating repeatedly. He looked tired but he wasn't showing signs of fainting.“I'm fine,” the little boy answers. “Just a little cold” he finishes with a cough.“Okay, if you're sure,” Paul