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As I was about to die I fired my last flare into the air, it exploded in the sky... and as it did many more flares were fired at the same time... a beacon of hope to the remainder of humans... I smiled... and was torn to pieces by the zombies | As I was about to die I fired my last flare into the air, it exploded in the sky... and as it did many more flares were fired at the same time... a beacon of hope to the remainder of humans... I smiled... and was torn to pieces by the zombies | ||
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Latest revision as of 05:18, 9 September 2010
Nobody knew how Monroeville ended, some thought it was bad luck, some thought the zombies devised a stratagem and killed us all... that was not what happened and now I shall reveal to you how Monroeville fell.... the true story... how U.N.I.T was created... and destroyed...
It happened quite some time ago, when our population and the zombies was pretty much equal... I was exploring and encountered a group of people who I travelled with... they knew two zombies who were friendly and didn't want to be harmed... they let us train on them in exchange for protection... until one of them as killed by a headshot...
We fled after that, I went my own way and journeyed to new places till I received a message and met up with the old group, including new members. We travelled together, picking up new members and son becoming a group called U.N.I.T... eventually though we were the ones to cause the end... we were the ones to cause the humans to die... we were the cause...
You have read the story... now for the explanation... we had friendly zombies helping us the whole time, we trained on them and protected them as they helped us... we also... help them train... we gave them locations for players to attack... we gave them intel that caused the end...
Eventually U.N.I.T members were either killed or idealed out... I was the last to die, I met up with the last of my friends and the zombies hunted us down, the zombies were too fast to outrun and my friends were quickly killed, I escaped and made it far... the next day I realised it was my last, at least fifteen zombies had arrived to kill me... I knew I would loose...
The barricades broke down and I rushed into the street to fight them, my shotgun and pistol felled three zombies and wounded a fourth... but they did not stop...
As I was about to die I fired my last flare into the air, it exploded in the sky... and as it did many more flares were fired at the same time... a beacon of hope to the remainder of humans... I smiled... and was torn to pieces by the zombies
