(For Mekoness, Sakeyoshi and _tsubasa_.)

For hundreds of years the world powers tried to hide their existance, worked to cover them up and keep them wrapped up as myths and horror movie devices. For what purposes we can only speculate now, now that the world as we knew it has ended. All that we know for sure now is that when the infection finally broke out of their grasp, no one knew the true horror of what was happening until it was too late. The world was swallowed up in a wave of panic and despair. Communication failed, planes fell from the sky, what use to be safe was now the most life threatening of all and whole countries were devoured in the blink of an eye.

What happened? The walking undead. Zombies. But they actually weren't the worst. Humanity always finds a way to make a bad situation even worse. Sure a zombie would pull you limb from limb and eat you but they didn't have a choice. Someone you use to love and trust would beat, rape, and/or rob you and then leave you to be eaten by a zombie. If you were lucky, they would just shoot you and get it over with.

Anywhere people use to gather was a buffet. The more people use to live there, the more zombies now wandered the streets. Big cities became death traps and the more people ran, the more the zombies followed. Even the so-called survivor colonies never lasted longer than a couple months. So to survive you either kept running, avoiding everyone and anything or hid and shot anything - living or undead - that came within 30 meters.

And when you lived around a big city like Las Vegas, it was amazing if you survived this long. Even the weather is against you, the dry heat and lack of insects favors the slowly rotting corpses wandering around but not so much the few living trying to stay alive.