Dearly Departed

Calamity struck the world and the dead rose, leaving only sorrow and pain in their wake. To breathe was a risk, to drink water was a risk, to step outside your door was a risk...but the choice was yours. There was no longer a right or wrong choice, there was simply the only choice:

Survive.

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