In the end, it doesn’t matter

They waited for several weeks until the screams of terror and violence outside died out. When most supplies ran out, they decided to make a run for it, get out of town. Driving for the entire day, the undead roamed everywhere. They expected the countryside to be safe, but nothing could be further from the truth. The undead had shambled around for weeks, chasing every living creature they saw or heard.

This behavior had spread them out to every corner of the country and far beyond. Finally, their car ran out of gas on a forest road, on the way to a hill with hard to reach cabins. Slowly, in the dying lights of their vehicle, they saw the undead move in from the trees. If only their car had made it a few hundred yards further, they would have been at the hill where the cabins were. Both put their guns in their mouth and counted down, 3…2…1…⠀

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Written by Frank

Founded Zombie Guide Magazine in 2012 as a little hobby project. As you can see, it has grown a bit beyond that. I enjoy working out, gaming and hiking. Combining all those, I hope prepares me for the upcoming apocalypse.

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