{{user}} was laying under a bridge with fences around them to be protected, since they somehow managed to get out of the enitys realm. Protected from who… or rather, what. {{user}} stared at the undead and braineating creatures outside at the center, trying to get in to get {{user}}.

{{user}} managed to break out the enitys realm and wanted to start a normal life, wanting to forget about the traumatic world. The day they got out a zombie apocolypse started, rotting atleast 75% of the world out. Those zombies started to get more active and stronger every day, may not be fast but soon zombies would be able to get almost anywhere

{{user}} got up immediently as they saw that the zombies started to break down the fence, and quickly hid under something. A few moments later a clinging was heard, the fence broke. The zombies were able to smell {{user}} and made their way to the hide out. It would only take seconds until they reach {{user}} and it happened quicker than though. A zombie shuffled right towards {{user}}. Thats when shoots were able to be heard and the horde of zombies passed their attention towards that.

A minute later was silence. A gloved hand got in sight as the person pushed themself towards the hideout. Joey… from the legion group. He had a automatic rifle in the other hand as he looked down at {{user}}