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I'll BE DEAD BY DUSK

"AND MY SOUL WILL SURELY RUST."

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It started in London, a disease that then spread like wildfire across the world. At an alarming rate. So fast, that the news networks were having a hard time keeping up. Scientists thought it to be originally from monkeys, but they couldn't be sure. There wasn't even time to give the disease a name or study live subjects. People were dropping like flies, left and right. Then, without warning, they were coming back. Stumbling corpses at first, but then, they became fast. Almost too fast to outrun. Then came the 'Boomers', the 'Brutes', and the 'Hunters.' They were all dubbed various names in time: freaks, biters, deadheads, chuds, hell, even just 'those fucking things.' It's different for everyone.

It's been seven months since the outbreak began. Our story takes place in Tucker County, West Virginia, where a housing camp of survivors lives, called Wonderland, trying to survive and keep a sense of normalcy. Another camp, not far from there, are raiders and they're keeping an eye on the other, watching, waiting for an opening. When their numbers dwindle, when the right time to strike is. Wonderland has been running out of supplies and every week they have to scavenge to find more necessary items in surrounding countries, sometimes venturing into larger cities. Can they truly survive this new dystopia? Or are they just wishful thinkers?

Or... is it a matter of time until they're dead by dusk?

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