Plagued: Chapter 1
Zombies. Just the thought of the word brings a chill to my spine. It's been 3 years since the start of the Plague. For 3 years hell has been on earth. Nobody was ready for this. April 23rd, 2012, 8 Months shy of the "predicted" End World event, hell was released above soil. It started in the small towns; Reavers, they called themselves, crooks and felons bargained with Satan, their soul for limitless power. No weakness but death. These were the creatures who began the fall of mankind. They would kill everything until they fell, no need for sleep, no need for hunger, just murder. They would take control of their town and spread onwards, soon reaching the big cities like Los Angeles and New York. Not even Washington D.C. could protect itself against their power. When they killed you, if you still had even a bit of brain left you were turned into a Lesser, a zombie in simpler terms. The lesser would feed on the dead, infecting them and turning them to a lesser as well. They mass populated the graveyards, no minds knowing how to do anything. Reavers often just killed them when they saw them, finding them pointless.
I'm James Carson, a military man in his mid 30's. I have seen a lot of war and lost many lives from it, but I wasn't even prepared for this. I'm from the small town of New Haven. Everyone in town got together in the old police HQ when we first of the Plague. The building could hold us, around 1500 people, with a lot of free room and walkway space. You could have gotten lost in this place had we not barricaded a few places for reasons. When the plague first hit here, we were prepared. The town was under heavy surveillance and when the first lesser showed up, everyone went on high-alert. Imagine a bunch of small town folk with the alertness of about 30 monster energy shots. A few people died within days of the first sighting from fright. I had to personally kill one man for scaring everyone; saying that Satan has punished us and now we will die. Scumbag.
I am the general of the small military of New Haven. New Haven, the only known safe area for humans now, is humanities last chance for survival. We have been under constant attack for 3 months now, the lessers never giving up. Every few hours a reaver will attack, but we can handle them pretty well. I have been organizing a squad to resupply and search for survivors in a few weeks. Our numbers are dwindling, and our resources are no better. We must head out soon, or we will DIE.
I'm James Carson, a military man in his mid 30's. I have seen a lot of war and lost many lives from it, but I wasn't even prepared for this. I'm from the small town of New Haven. Everyone in town got together in the old police HQ when we first of the Plague. The building could hold us, around 1500 people, with a lot of free room and walkway space. You could have gotten lost in this place had we not barricaded a few places for reasons. When the plague first hit here, we were prepared. The town was under heavy surveillance and when the first lesser showed up, everyone went on high-alert. Imagine a bunch of small town folk with the alertness of about 30 monster energy shots. A few people died within days of the first sighting from fright. I had to personally kill one man for scaring everyone; saying that Satan has punished us and now we will die. Scumbag.
I am the general of the small military of New Haven. New Haven, the only known safe area for humans now, is humanities last chance for survival. We have been under constant attack for 3 months now, the lessers never giving up. Every few hours a reaver will attack, but we can handle them pretty well. I have been organizing a squad to resupply and search for survivors in a few weeks. Our numbers are dwindling, and our resources are no better. We must head out soon, or we will DIE.
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