At first, I thought maybe I’d dreamed the sound of the tires screeching and the lurch of the van halting, except that I had dropped onto...
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Fall of the Risen – Week 30 – Clark
We drove down the road for what seemed like forever. Country roads, with no sign of civilization—and no sign of zombies—it was like whatever deity ruled...
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We weren’t five minutes down the road before we ran into a small herd of the undead. Jack and I grabbed our preferred hand to hand weapons...
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Word that I was leaving spread around Sisco pretty fast after my argument with Jack. Some people came to me crying, claiming the settlement wouldn’t survive...
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It had been a week since Dawn helped me realize I needed to leave Sisco. Since that moment, I hadn’t told anyone or made a single...
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After that night on the bridge, everything went back to normal. Well, not normal. Closer to how it was before, I guess. Jansen was dead, which...
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Within seconds of Gianni hitting the ground, he was swarmed by zombies. Out of sight, but not out of earshot. The screams were something a person...
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To say I was screwed was like saying a world full of walking corpses was an inconvenience. I stood on top of the overpass, that led...
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The pickup surged forward spitting muddy rainwater behind it. There was a horde of zombies in front of me, but there was also the Sisco gate,...
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Two zombies were already down, courtesy of me and my hunting knife. The third lurched toward Murray, who was clutching my machete with a death grip....
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