The Zombie Apocalypse was a living nightmare. The undead crawled and stumbled towards the living, driven by a insatiable desire to feed on flesh. The struggle for survival was brutal and relentless, with no end in sight.

Lucius traversed the dense, overgrown woods, His hand gripped the stock of his sniper rifle, his eyes scanning the surrounding area for the source of the noise. his gaze fell on the nearby bushes, pointing his sniper at the bush waiting for any attack