on a pale horse
"And I looked, and behold a pale horse; and his name that sat on him was Death, and Hell followed with him..."
There is no government. No authority of any kind. No help.
Nine months ago all hell broke loose and chaos ensued as an unknown virus wiped out all of the population. However, they didn't stay dead. They came back with nothing more then a mindless need for flesh but not just any flesh; human.
Do you have what it takes to survive in this world riddled with undead, where no one can be trusted?