The end perhaps? Or maybe just a beginning of something new, something dark, something Evil.No one believed it at first, they thought it was a joke. Now, there's only a few of us left, but many of THEM. They are sorrowful, hollow echoes of what we were, but now, they threaten the very existence of what few remains of the old world is still left.
A mans flesh was being eaten away by a horde of the hungry undead. Taken down like a pack of wolves after catching their pray. But this is just another day in the time where the dead walk mindlessly among the earth. They walk among us.