The dead are not staying dead. They rise again, from the ground below. Thousands of them, going round killing humanity and changing them into their own race. With millions of them never finally dying unless, you either smash their head or shoot them through the brain. You see there are only a small number of us left in the whole world now. Us against them. It wasn't always like this, NO, things use to be normal. Everyone use to be human and well not dead. It all happens because some scientist wouldn't allow himself to die against the common cold. But everything went wrong. He created something that brought the dead back, Made them the walking dead. The walking dead went on a killing rampage and killed humans. Mothers, fathers and children, Murdered or eaten by them. Infected by the disease they carried. It spread like wild fire.
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April 22nd 2013 - 9:25am
3 hours before infection spreads to the world
In the cold plains of the artic, one scientist thought he held the key to the longevity of humanity. Saving us from the common cold. Created something to keep himself living forever, not allowing himself to die. He was the cause of it all, as well as the start of it. He injected himself with the new fluid he had created. A relatively small siring of a blue greyish colour and hit send on the broadcasting tower. It sent out a high pitch radio wave. Suppose to help him with the gamma radiation with in the fluid. The fluid (Now deep in his blood system) started to infect his vital organs. First were the livers, then the lungs, heart then the brain.
The infection was completed. It had killed him from the inside out. A wild fire like fluid was now all that held the paler coloured scientist from living. The totally infected scientist dropped to the polar floor. A seizure took over the control of his body. His skin greying, eyes becoming darker and filled with blackness. A craving for human flesh took over him.
The first zombie was created.