...And the hoarde approaches...
The headquarters has been swallowed in darkness, the outdoors is plunged into perpetual twilight, and most of the lamps and lights indoors have gone out in an explosion of sparks. The only remaining lights is the yellow glow of the hallway lanterns. Beyond the doors of the headquarters is a swarm of bodies, slowly truding their way through the darkness, the flesh melting from their bones. They are slow, with only one thought on their minds, "Braaaaiiiiins--".
But they are not the only threat. Indoors, amongst the nations trapped within the headquarters, the virus is awakening, slowly twisting its way through their blood, into their brains, stealing them of their souls. These zombies are different.
They are smart.
They are strong.
And they are fast.
The First Infected
tomateoptimista
prussiagilbert
ihasachezburger
chairman_yao
basnyn
the details: There is a zombie epidemic, brought into the headquarters by on man, and one man alone - whose name will remain unknown. If you become infected (you must be bitten) by one of these zombies, you will not become a mindless drone, you will become smarter, faster, stronger. You are being brought back to your most ruthless days. And you crave one thing - Human Flesh.
HAPPY HALLOWEEN