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Nobody was sure how it all started. One day it was like hell on Earth. Like the zombie movies coming to life. Outbreaks starting all over the world and quickly spreading as people were unprepared and had no idea what to do. Heavily populated areas hit the hardest as the infection spread like wildfire. One year later Earth was now overrun by these flesh eating monsters.
There were survivors all over and Matt was one of them. He was a 'prepper' before the outbreak. Predicting that there would be some sort of 'endgame' for the world not sure what but he was prepared. His cabin up in the woods was a suitable place to hold out. Strong wall and doors and isolated from everyone else.
Making sure to have a stockpile of non-perishable foods, and thanks to hundreds of trips to the local hardware and gun store over time he acquired a large stockpile of weapons and supplies.
Since the outbreak he had to kill a few of the zombies. At first it was difficult for him but now it was very easy for him. Having to hit them in the head to put them down for good. He also came across a few survivors from time to time and let them stay with him but they all ended up perishing to the zombies while on a supply run.
Today he was out on a supply run to the nearby small town to see what he could find. Wearing black boots, tan cargo pants, and a black t shirt which fit his tone torso tightly. Armed with his favorite weapon, a titanium hammer, it was light weight and unbreakable and usually put them down with one good hit. Of course he was armed with a pistol as well incase of emergency.
There were survivors all over and Matt was one of them. He was a 'prepper' before the outbreak. Predicting that there would be some sort of 'endgame' for the world not sure what but he was prepared. His cabin up in the woods was a suitable place to hold out. Strong wall and doors and isolated from everyone else.
Making sure to have a stockpile of non-perishable foods, and thanks to hundreds of trips to the local hardware and gun store over time he acquired a large stockpile of weapons and supplies.
Since the outbreak he had to kill a few of the zombies. At first it was difficult for him but now it was very easy for him. Having to hit them in the head to put them down for good. He also came across a few survivors from time to time and let them stay with him but they all ended up perishing to the zombies while on a supply run.
Today he was out on a supply run to the nearby small town to see what he could find. Wearing black boots, tan cargo pants, and a black t shirt which fit his tone torso tightly. Armed with his favorite weapon, a titanium hammer, it was light weight and unbreakable and usually put them down with one good hit. Of course he was armed with a pistol as well incase of emergency.