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Years ago, news spread about a rapid developing virus that was taking over the lands as they knew it. With nothing but speculation and no real explanation to how it originated, and critical details sparse, many people dismissed the warning. But what they displayed on the news fell utterly short to the reality and reality hit hard.
In a matter of weeks, chaos consumed the world. There was bloodshed and massive waves of suicides since many couldn’t cope with the truth or they thought they were going mad - that it was a mental virus that they were infected with. The nightmare was at every village, town, city, and home where the hordes of decay hunted the flesh of the living. Only the strong persevered.
Life continued in its own sick twisted way. The idea of salvation and innocence had been abandoned, and the living could no longer be trusted among each other. Everyone was doing what it took to survive, even killing their own if it was one less mouth to feed.
The survivors of Cheyenne, Wyoming were not the only living left. But they were the few that found enough distance between the virus, and strive in their beings to set-up camps from the state's trusted buildings. They created trade routes between them. They formed a new community, a safe haven for those who wanted to live. Together, the camps provided each other with safety, security, supplies and all manner of other things.
But of course, problems arose, because safety was a notion only fools hung onto. Hoards started dwelling the routes and nearing the camps. It was deemed too risky, no man wanting to sacrifice the other, otherwise, being too keen to sacrifice the other, until the camps lost contact with each other.
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The majority of the Earth's population is infected. They are restless and feed. Just always feed with an insatiable appetite, and the state now knows there are different classes of the infected. It's a challenging thing to want to live in these conditions but sometimes survival instinct can be greater than fear. Some survivors choose to remain in groups. Others prefer the company of their own shadow. Sometimes it's hard to tell if an outsider is a friend or foe.
An organisation is moving into Wyoming, trying to claim the surviving camps as their own and take authority.
The infection is transmitted when a person or other living being is bitten by the undead. Their blood is not considered contagious, their saliva is. When contaminated a subject typically takes 12 -24 hours to change. The first few hours after being infected, the body experiences nausea, headaches, joint pain or stiffness, and an increased heart rate. [This stage makes it hard to distinguish other illnesses or if victim has been bitten.] The second stage entails a short fever that burns higher than usual. Few hours after the fever, cardiac arrest takes place, trauma to the brain occurs then blood flow, temperature and breathing plummet to almost nothing. The subject may be pronounced dead but in approximately an hour that follows, they awaken in a state of primitive savagery.
The undead do not sleep, and they do not tire. No matter the state of the body, the undead continue on with missing limbs and body parts. They do not feel pain. The only way to kill them is severe damage to the brain stem.
Classes...
The virus has affected beings in different ways and survivors have identified "classes" of infected. All contain a contagious bite, but some are considered more lethal than others.
- Zombies/Walkers: The normal walkers are considered slow and dumb, but are large in quantity and never alone.
- Screechers: Are far more attuned to their senses including smell and sound. Will emit a shriek giving away your location to other nearby undead.
- ______ : Able to run and are relatively agile. Runs on fours faster.
- Unencountered.