one great thing i can relay on my nieghbors is thier utter stupidity. when ike hit they were one of the thousands of idiots that fueled up their tanks thinking there was going to be a gas shortage. so if the government says evacf, thats most likly what they'll do leaving me free to rumble through whats left. i have crazy friends, with crazy guns, and survival technics, its ironic though that they're rednecks and gangmembers, but not he prey on the innocent kind.
I took the clothes from the deceased guard, along with his weapon, a glock 19... my M4 was out, and 9mm is better then nothing. There was a lot of activity down in these corridors.
I walked for days with my buddy, Leo. He took this pic about 3 hours before he was dragged into an empty building and bitten. I killed all four zombies, but it was too late... he began to change and I had to put him down too.
*As i walked down the street, i saw a sign on a door saying (PURE ONE INSIDE, HELP)*
"There's a survivor in this house!' I scream, many of the survivors hear my scream. as i rip down the door, to my surprise, i didn't see a helpless peasent or a ...