It has been nearly three years since the virus known as X-237a was released out into the world. Little was known about the virus, but what we did know was once inside of a host, the virus would begin to slowly take over killing the host and taking over the body. The virus brought upon something nobody would have ever thought to be real... Zombies. I was one of the lead designers on the virus, but due to a security breach the virus managed to break out into the real world.

The virus started out slow, making its way through Australia and soon after the world. Person after person began falling from the virus. Doctors were unable to find a way to cure it, and the army was unable to stop the walking dead - as the only way to stop the virus was to decapitate the body, disconnecting the host from the body. Before we knew it the world had been thrown into chaos, and only a handful of survivors remained - myself being one of them.

I have no idea how long it has been since I last saw another survivor, and for all I know I could be the last remaining human on the planet, but that is something I'd rather not think about.

My supplies have started to run low, meaning I'm going to need to venture outside once again, something I dread - but if want to survive I have no other choice.

Go outside and Explore.

Stay and slowly die.

Take your own life.