Paramus

“This is it,” Elliott said, as they entered the city limits, “Paramus. The old stomping grounds.” A quick survey of the area told them that Paramus, or at least this side of it, had seen some shit. “Or what’s left of it,” he added.

He hadn’t expected it to be as it was the last time he’d seen it, but this change was worse than he had expected. All around them buildings were either boarded up or destroyed. Whether it had been human looters or zombie attackers, the results were the same. He hoped the rest of the city didn’t look this bad...