Vista is a suburb of San Diego, i guess thats what you would call my home. Plenty of beaches, right next to the Marine Corps Base where my husband works. Recent news reports showed all the signs, but i was oblivious to it all. Until the night when I died. My dogs have a tendancy to bark at nothing in the night, so going outside to bring them in when they got too loud seemed like nothing at first. Then, unfortunetely, i was grabbed...torn almost to bits, and then left when my faithful canine companions chased the zombies away. Unfortunetely for me and my dogs, I was infected and they were too. toughest thing I ever did, saying goodbye to my pups. I couldnt handle the thought of possibly hurting my family, and almost finished myself off, but the bloodthirst was too strong and I passed out. Strangely, when i woke hours later i was stil myself. Infected, stronger, and a little pale, but my mind was still there. I had no desire to hurt humans, but the bloodthirst is a horrible thing, so ive been surviving off of small rabbits and things since the night it all started. Ive vowed to protect the human race and those that i still love from my zombie peers...so if you can trist my words and the fact that I even have enough brain function left to type, then join me in my fight. Im quite the hunter...you can keep up if youre good. I need alliance right now...dare I even say friends.
together we CAN stop the infected from their own evil.
Looking for others like myself,