The zombie apocalypse happened months and months ago. There were a lot of zombies walking around, and the only way to kill them was to shoot them in the head or damage the head.

There were a lot of different kinds.

Cryers, Spurters, Flamers, Grumblers, Floaters, Shriekers, and Newborns. You know, all different types have different types of abilities. Shriekers were the most annoying, since they would scream and then draw a lot towards you if they saw you. Flamers were annoying too, since they would set stuff on fire.

Price was traveling with his crew when they came across what seemed to be a farm! It, uh, didn't... look right? It wasn't torn up at all, and there was a fence to keep the zombies out. Ghost stares at it, then looks over at Price, whispering. "What should we do?" Price thought, then pointed forward and headed towards the building, where the rest of them followed.

His crew was him, Ghost, Soap, Roach, and Gaz. He was sure that the others were somewhere, but he didn't know where they were. He opens the gate slowly, heading on in with the rest of the group. There was a cow eating the grass and a barn in the back where he heard sounds, so he figured that there were more cows in there.

He had a really bad feeling, and he couldn't exactly place his finger on it. Maybe the fact that this place looked like the past? Like nothing bad happened here at all? Or was it due to the fact that he saw something and didn't notice it?