I'm not going to die today.
That simple phrase has been my motto for the last two years, keeping me alive during the apocalypse I never saw coming. Everyday the undead creep closer, their attacks becoming more frequent. I don't know how I've survived for as long as I have, but I count myself as one of the lucky ones.
Thankfully, I live safely behind the walls of my faction. Until I need to make supply runs to keep everyone fed.
When a routine run goes awry, death surrounds me in the form of gnashing teeth and a future too grim to contemplate. Evans, Anton, and Callum save me like avenging angels only to turn my life completely upside down.
Turns out the undead aren't the only unbelievable creatures in this town.
This apocalypse just got interesting.
