" Yeah...Come and get it ZOMBIES!!!"

I made my way across my part of the neighborhood, stealthily, and as fast as i could, the whole time keeping an eye out for my girlfriend and the car. I could hear dogs barking all over the area, and the cold was almost unbearable with only my leather jacket to protect me from the night-time chill. you know, the only thing i could think of on my way into town was my own unpreparedness. i had heard all the strange reports on the morning radio talk shows, and the news reports on the 'net, and the… Continue

I stood at the porch of my house, saying my final goodbyes to all the past memories i ever had. The parties, the chicks, the friends. The Family. I had decided to stay when they went back to Texas. We were a migrant family and the winter was just too cold for them. But i had stayed with my girl and a decent shitty job in a warehouse. I would have to make my way to them, across fifteen hundred miles of undead warzones. I was always realistic about life, and this was no different than any other… Continue

Goddamn it. I've always hated running. But when you got about fifteen Rotters on your ass, you tend to find strength that you never would have guessed you had. I kept thinking about using that last rifle round to blast my way home, but i kept zombie rule number one in my head- save the last round for yourself. I had to think fast, they almost fuckin' had me. Just then i randomly ran across the street like an idiot and WHAM, a huge semi truck blasted into the horde. I was covered in gore. And… Continue

By the time me and my friends arrived into town, complete chaos had already ensued. Houses were burning, people were being chased, and sirens rang out from the town tower. My friends Eli, Jimmy, Charlie, and Martin were freaking out, but i had always expected something to happen since i had been keeping up with the news reports.

Right away we had our first problem- we all lived in different parts of town. My house was at least a mile down a long road that was surrounded by cornfields and… Continue

The road home had been blocked by a severe car pile-up and we had to take the back road home. That was a big fuckin' mistake. About a mile out of town, a graveyard watches over the city of Hoopeston. It's pretty old, some tombstones dating back well over a hundred years. I read somewhere that zombies cant climb out of their graves, due to the fact that they are only as weak as humans. That's BULLSHIT. I saw a whole swarm of the Stenches marching their way into town. All i can think of is… Continue