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located in A small midwestern town, a part of Dead Nation, one of the many universes on RPG.

A small midwestern town

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Character Portrait: Jim Samson Character Portrait: Rachael "Ray" Nicole Sherman. Character Portrait: David Reichart
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"If we don't do something now that lady out there is going to end up just like them, and like I said, we can't stay here or we're as good as dead. That door ain't gonna hold another dozen of 'em" David said as he headed towards aisle six just as the old man said. He scanned the aisle for something resembling a weapon, something heavy or something sharp. He picked the largest hammer he could find and spun it in his hand. He hesitated, willing his shocked mind to think of a plan, any sort of plan. "We need to do something, that girl isn't going to last against all of them. Jim you come with me and we'll see what we can do, Pops can keep an eye out and make sure none of 'em get in here. Once we have the girl we'll figure out our next move."

"Next move.....the hell am I saying....I don't have a single clue what I'm doing. Am I seriously going under the assumption that those things out there are zombies? That's one hell of a jump, Dave."

"The hell else could they be? Shambling psychopaths that just happen to look and act exactly like zombies?"

"This can't be happening. You're drunk. You're just having a crazy dream, maybe you had too much to drink last night."

"FUCK!"

Dave's eyes where wide, as if trying to catch a tell, some kind of tell tale sign that it was all just his imagination. He blinked and headed for the door, hammer in hand then waited for Jim and Pops to join him, that or convince him not to do otherwise.