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That morning, Gerald, Eliza, Hernandez, and I, lowered all the supplies we could into the back of his jeep wrangler. Just as we were about to go we heard the sound of barking and looked out. Coming up the driveway was this random dog. Just a mutt. Dirty, hungry, looking for shelter. Eliza begged her dad to let her take him in. He agreed. Hell, it would be nice to have him on board with us as well. As we let down the staircase, we saw what the dog, now named Scraps, was running from. A small…

I was a fisherman. Well I suppose I still am, but in a different sense. Before the infection, I was a deckhand on a small fishing vessel off the gulf coast. There was a small crew, a small ship, but we got by. I know everyone says that when the crazies..er..infected...zombies, i guess, everything changed. For most of us on the boat, it was just a matter of perspective. We had been out fishing for a few weeks when the shit hit the fan. Of course we knew what was going on before. We had heard…

3 Years Ago, Karla Robyns And Her Late Husband Were Heading West After The East Fell To The Undead. They Had Gotten Separated From The Caravan They Were Traveling With And Were Huddled Outside Of A Small Town Mall In South-Eastern Kentucky, Inside Of An Old Satellite Service Van. Now She And Her 2 Year Old Daughter Tell Her Story Of Her Encounter With D.S.

My Husband, Peter, And I Were Headed Out West After All Of Those...Things...Were All Over The Place On The East Coast. We…

Some Say He Is A Real Person. Others A Mere Legend. He Is Single Handedly Responsible For Saving The Lives Of Countless Men And Women Throughout The Duration Of The Zombie Apocalypse. He May Not Be The Strongest, Fastest, Or Smartest But He Is One Thing..An All American Ass Kickin Machine. The Following Is An Account From Eye Witness Reports Who Saw First-Hand The Glory That Is DULKIN SPACKNICKERSON. He Killed Many A Zed, Whether On Foot, Motorcycle, Or Dangling Just Above The Undeads Heads…