London 2051...
The streets are territory for the walking dead as a plague rips through the heart of the city. Survivors huddle in fear, hope the only key to their survival as they struggle towards what they believe to be a place of sanctuary.
The safe houses.
The army is there or so they've been told, and they have weapons which will blow the 'things' to pieces. Just a couple of days and they'd be safe again, able to sleep without the worry that they might never wake up.
The apocolypse wavers...one wrong move and the end will close upon them like the jaws of a deadly beast.
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Kimaria
Jamie Davenport