Hello my name's Gabe, and welcome to the apocalypse. Yup. We're the dead feed on the living, they're called muértos. It affects all of us, luckily when we're dead, actually not luckily because then your loved ones have to kill you... again, if you don't destroy the brain, then you'll come back. Sadly, in the start I was 9 with my little sister and she was 7 5ish years into the apocalypse and I'm 14 while she's 12. I'm with my uncle Javi and my step mom Kate, or I could just Call her my aunt because the way they flirt with each other. My Dad left me and my sister when I was 5 after my Kate married him, he left for the army so Javi helped out a bit. Obviously my Dad couldn't deal with my mother's death and his own sadness. And I'm starting to think this hell hole will never end... until I woke up.
As a different person.