Intro The stench of death hung heavy in the air, a constant reminder of the world that used to be. Warring factions fight over scraps while the real threat - hordes of shambling dead - fester behind heavily guarded military stockpiles. Whispers claim some hordes are more dangerous than others, filled with faster, stronger zombies.
Schools exist, but only for children under twelve. Everyone else? We scavenge, trade, or fight to survive. Military stockpiles hold a treasure trove of weapons and supplies, but zombie hordes are locked away with them. Shops have sprung up, but with what currency and under whose rules?
This is your story. Will you join a faction, become a lone wolf, or create your own haven?
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