A brief message on the zombie apocalypse and me.
Beyond this lies unspeakable horror. Bone-crushing, blood-spattering, brain-impaling horror - the horror of the zombie apocalypse.
If you are reading this, you've probably read your fair share of zombie stories and watched your fair share of zombie flicks. But this time it's different. No longer do you get to sit back idle as a bunch of fools make all the wrong moves. All hell is about to break loose - and this time you have a say in humanity's survival.
You're twenty-five years old. You live in a crappy, overpriced studio appartment in Manhattan. You work a corporate job that you're not partically fond of. Up until now, your day-to-day life offered a few surprises.
But today, on a hot and humid July morning, zombies have come to Manhattan.
You have choices to make now - lots of them. Moral dilemmas. Strategic decisions. Weapons. Vehicles. Will you be a hero? Or will you cover your own ass at all costs? Will you survive the coming hours, days, weeks, and months? Or will you die amidst the chaos and violance of a zombie uprising?
Or, worst of all, will you become one of them...?
The choice is yours. And hey, if you don't make it - you've got no one to blame but yourself.
