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My best friend just got turned into a fucking zombie. Shell just…

nothing left to lose

stop playing dead

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My best friend just got turned into a fucking zombie.

Shell just managed to get home through the rising horde. Mum and Da are yet to be heard from. We're mostly barricaded into the house and I'm trying to figure out how to get to the mountains from here without hitting any makeshift road blocks. If we can hit the Appalachains, we can stick the trail northward. Raid little towns on the way. I'd think I'd prefer taking my chances in the woods with the bears and the occasional zombie woodsman over sitting here with things shambling around my lawn. I mean, the safe zone down the road sounds like a bloodbath from here and I'm just tired of sitting still.

Go or stay. Damned if I do, damned if I don't. What's the difference? It's the end of the world as we know it.
  • Fuck. I just-- fuck.

    You are not allowed to die and if I have to cut my way through every fucking zombie from here to Virginia, I will keep them from doing so.
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