Introduction

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All I can hear is the frantic pounding of my heart and the loud snarls that bounce off the alley walls.

My body aches for me to stop running. I ignore my very out of shape self and allow my feet carry me to the back of the brick alley. My breath is coming out in sharp pants, increasing the rise and fall of my chest.

I turn around and face the group of rot that chases me. Their teeth clamp together in a wild but threatening manner and their bodies allow them to stagger towards me.

You're probably wondering how I got in this situation, right? How the dead have become living again and how I managed to corner myself between a brick wall and a group of the undead, with only a banana and a kitchen cleaver?

The answer is simple. But for me to explain I have to go back; back to where this all began.

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Casie's brother, Alvin, in the picture

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