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located in Reagald, Colorado, a part of Zombie Town, U.S.A., one of the many universes on RPG.

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Dave rose from his bed as he felt numb and limp. Sleep was hard to receive considering the Lames would never keep quiet. Nor do the sounds of others talking or shooting or screaming. It was all too mundane for Dave as this has become the norm and he couldn't help but feel bored. Sure runing and fighting for your life should be anything but boring but it's how Dave saw everything. At least before when it was a new day at least you couldn't expect anything but now it's either somebody dies or somebody gets lost. Nothing but damn lames this and holy shit this and what ever else people say during the day. Mostly it's about keeping guard and rationing supplies and how long we can last. There never is a "Hi, Good Mornin'" anymore. Dave got up and brushed his greasy hair as he found it difficult to take full showers anymore with out the plumbing stopping up. Occasionally groups of people check up on the old Water and Sewage Plant to keep things working but it is unreliable as something always happens. The group gets killed or they need more time to fix the pipes, through out their hemming and hawing not much gets done about it. Dave has grown accustomed to using water from a sink to wet the brush and use it as a meager attempt to wet his hair. He then uses little of the bars of soap he has and then splashes some water over his body to rinse and lather.

Dave finished his routine and then placed on some new clothes for the day and looked outside. It was early morning and people were wandering about as they continue to put up meaningless resistance to the impending doom. Dave sighed as he looked over yonder to see the sun and speckles of figures shambling about in the woods. Luckily the wall keeps the Lames out but it has to be constantly monitored in case of leaks in the infrastructure. Dave turned his head away and placed on his wide-brimmed, black hat and moved out the room. Dave lived in a run down apartment building were most of the surviving residents live. Everybody keeps to themselves or at least keeps away from himself, ever since the outbreak Dave has been treated like he had the damn plague, like he was to blame. He understood it was probably just the fear talkin but damn it all they didn't have to treat him like a dog. Still Dave didn't let them bring him down...that was already over and done with. He continues to help out, like it does him any good but still he helps. While he maybe treated as a monster he isn't going to act the part. Whenever folks were in danger he would lend'em a hand, being fair and such.

Right now Dave has come across anybody, their numbers were dwindling...only a matter of time before their all gone. Dave thought about that and although he wouldn't wish it he knew it will happen. All he ever did was prepare for that day when the settlement comes down and everybody either dies or flees. Another troubling fact is he hasn't seen much new faces. No new survivors have entered the town in quite a while meaning that the numbers outside are falling as well. How long will it be until the Human Race is extinct? Dave steps outside and takes a deep breath, Nothin but rotting flesh...again. Dave thought to himself disappointingly as he wandered the streets.