Day fifty six.
I walk down the street, trying to make sense of the world, or what is left of it. Humanity is an endangered species. The zombies have evolved. Humans are now only 1.5 million in number. And that number is shrinking fast.
This has become a routine to me, walking down the middle of the street. It is the smartest way to travel-they can see you, but at least you can see them, too. The zombies have learned to talk to one another-in short, gutteral moans. These moans mean one of…
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