Violence in Silence

[Blaisey]

WHEN THERE IS NO MORE ROOM IN HELL
THE DEAD WILL WALK THE EARTH.

Welcome to the city of Alexandria. If you live long enough to get a look around, you'll notice we're not exactly your typical west coast city. Thanks to an earthquake back in June of '13, this experimental virus leaked out into the water, the ground, everywhere. Once everybody got a taste of it, that was the end of everything.

THE DEAD CANNOT CRY OUT FOR JUSTICE
IT IS THE DUTY OF THE LIVING TO DO SO FOR THEM

As soon as the virus went into effect, the people lost their minds. It was some kind of aggression enhancement, and it worked like a dream. Everybody went on a rampage. Violence became the only thing these people knew. Reactions to the virus made their skin deteriorate and fall off, their minds slipped farther out of reach, and they developed an insatiable craving for human flesh.

I'D RATHER GET MY BRAINS BLOWN OUT IN THE WILD
THAN WAIT IN TERROR AT THE SLAUGHTERHOUSE.

That's where we come in. The survivors. Some of us got lucky, some of us just know how to survive. Whichever it is, we get by from the meager aid drops the military sends our way, staying in the safe places of the quarantine until this virus expends itself. We fight. Most of us fight back; this is our city, our lives. At first we were doing a pretty good job, but now the virus is mutating again. It's giving its hosts these crazy mutations, attributes. What started out as a hoard of angry brainless zombies is now an army of some pretty scary stuff. So we stick together to survive.

What about you? Can you survive this

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