They told us not to worry when the first outbreak happened in China. They told us the virus could never reach us; That we had a vaccine ready if it ever did. In 2014, our worst fears were confirmed as Rhode Island declared Marshall Law upon it's citizens, followed shortly by New York and L.A.. The citizens in these cities were many different things to different people; Damned, screwed, unruly, sick... The one thing they were collectively was Infected.
Claiming the name the 'RA-Virus', or 'Re-Animation Virus', it spread quickly, taking the entire East Coast in a matter of weeks. The symptoms for the disease seemed like any other flu symptoms. Within the first hour your body would reach outrageously high body temperatures, the skin would almost be burning to the touch. Another hour after that the victim will start to spew blood and any contents within their stomach out. After three agonizing hours of that the infecteds body goes into complete organ failure, when they die two hours later they would rise to their feet looking for live flesh to fill their unquenchable hunger. The virus was extremely communicable, jumping from person to person by passage of any bodily fluids, or any open wounds exposed to the Infected. Even a slash on the arm from an Infected's razor sharp nails could infect you.
This story begins four weeks after the virus found it's ways onshore of the United States. All around the globe, measures are being taken to prevent infection to other countries. Mexico and Canada have closed their borders to the United States, and any and all flights in or out of the country have been canceled until further notice. The United States military is strung out and scattered across the country, with no aid coming to them. Communications all across the board have gone down; Everyone is in the dark. Their orders are to shoot and kill any and all infected or potentially infected individuals. The government is non-existent, the president... had been infected. A few congress members are alive though, trying their best to keep what remains of this contry together. Living underground was their only option besides maybe just maybe go to Alcatraz Prison but that was a very slim to none choice...
As the virus makes it's way across the face of the U.S.A., the world watches with bated breath as the remaining citizens grapple with two choices... Stay and fight the endless horde of zombies, or run to the West Coast to find some salvation... May God have mercy on us all...
Claiming the name the 'RA-Virus', or 'Re-Animation Virus', it spread quickly, taking the entire East Coast in a matter of weeks. The symptoms for the disease seemed like any other flu symptoms. Within the first hour your body would reach outrageously high body temperatures, the skin would almost be burning to the touch. Another hour after that the victim will start to spew blood and any contents within their stomach out. After three agonizing hours of that the infecteds body goes into complete organ failure, when they die two hours later they would rise to their feet looking for live flesh to fill their unquenchable hunger. The virus was extremely communicable, jumping from person to person by passage of any bodily fluids, or any open wounds exposed to the Infected. Even a slash on the arm from an Infected's razor sharp nails could infect you.
This story begins four weeks after the virus found it's ways onshore of the United States. All around the globe, measures are being taken to prevent infection to other countries. Mexico and Canada have closed their borders to the United States, and any and all flights in or out of the country have been canceled until further notice. The United States military is strung out and scattered across the country, with no aid coming to them. Communications all across the board have gone down; Everyone is in the dark. Their orders are to shoot and kill any and all infected or potentially infected individuals. The government is non-existent, the president... had been infected. A few congress members are alive though, trying their best to keep what remains of this contry together. Living underground was their only option besides maybe just maybe go to Alcatraz Prison but that was a very slim to none choice...
As the virus makes it's way across the face of the U.S.A., the world watches with bated breath as the remaining citizens grapple with two choices... Stay and fight the endless horde of zombies, or run to the West Coast to find some salvation... May God have mercy on us all...
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