My name is Eva, I was 11 when it happened. When shit hit the fan. The fucking zombie apocalypse all of those stupid survivalists with garages full of canned food and guns predicted. But it's been 5 years since. A lot of stuff happens , you know? When the world is ending I mean. People fight. People kill. People survive. People unite. People fall in love. But mostly people piss their pants and try NOT to die.