Disclaimer: I don't own anything in this story ( don't rub it in). Capcom owns everything bla bla bla...
BUT, I do own my story and all main characters, extras and made-up monsters. Adam, Matt, Crysten are mine.
" Cold Wind", The Snis( later in story) and other creatures are mine.
Hello, my name is Matt and welcome to my world. I am twenty-four years
old and it is the year 2014. One year ago a worldwide Corporation known
as Umbrella released two deadly mutagenic toxins known as the T- and
G-Virus upon the world.

The T-Virus can kill a regular person in about 24 hours. What happens
after there dead is the scary part. The human body reanimates its self
and has a extreme hunger for warm flesh of any kind . The virus
effectively turns the human into a zombie. The virus spreads like wild
fire.

It can spread though any bodily fluids such as saliva, blood, and bile.
Any contact with these fluids to an open wound on a person will result
in infection. It can spread though the air, water, and food. Once it
dissipates only the zombies will be left. The G-Virus infects the same
way but has more radical effects on the body. It morphs the body until
the host is killed.

I did work for Umbrella as a security guard before the incident. I did
stay at the Umbrella base that I worked at afterwards until it got
destroyed. Ever since then I've been out here roaming this old highway.
The base that I worked at was not that fortified but it must have took
1,000s of zombies to destroy the base.

When they attacked we slaughtered them like cattle but there were so
many of them that we ran out of ammo in a matter of hours. Soon I
realized that there was no hope in trying to save the base and I began
looking for a way out. I escaped with a four other guys in a humvee.
Shortly the humvee ran out of gas and we ditched it. Over the course of
three weeks the other four men were killed. Now I'm the only one left.

" Uuugghhh." A moan rang out. I unstraped my shotgun and cocked it. I
only had five shells left. I turned around to make sure that the zombie
wasn't behind me. Nothing was there. I presumed that the zombie
couldn't get to me so I ignored it. I looked out on the deserted
wasteland in front of me. I strapped up my shotgun and started walking.

( There must be a town near me since the highways so crowded) I thought.
I walked down the highway for about a mile and saw a large green sign
that said a town named Marksville was about five miles away. I followed
the highway for the rest of the day before I got to Marksville. I
decided to go into the town. I walked down the off ramp and saw two
rotten male zombies. I ran past them and down the first street that I
saw. I was walking down the street when I noticed a small diner.