It all started back in 2016. The summer 2016 was the end of humanity. Nobody was prepared for what was to come, it all happened so fast. The people had barely any warning and very little information. The leaked information that was given to the people was that it was a failed experiment from the CDC that went wrong. The Russian scientists were careless with their own creation. They believed that the end would justify the means, that this would be the key to stop people from losing a loved one to a senseless death. However, they made an error. The error in playing God. Something in their calculation ended up killing the people but reviving their bodies. The person was dead, but the body became nothing more than a husk. A former shell of what it once was. Striking the brain would kill the husk. However, something happened, a security error maybe or intent? The people don’t know, all that is known is that suddenly the police were alerted to odd behavior by some local men. They had observed someone acting strange by attacking random people without any remorse. The police tried to capture the person, but some policemen got bit. It then spread to the hospital, and from the hospital it spread to the families of the personal. The country was put on high alert.
While the government tried to scramble together the people looked to the military for help. The politicians tried to assure the people that everything was under control and that the country had called in the UN for support. But all the people had to do was look out their windows and they could see the carnage that was unfolding. It didn’t help that the media was coming up with their own theories how it happened instead of working together with the government. Some began thinking this was all the governments fault that they wanted this to happen, others thinking it was one mad scientist. Theories spread from political conspiracy to that it was God himself punishing man for their sins. Eventually the husks, zombies, walkers whatever you wanted to call them began overpowering the military. Officers had to make split decisions about sacrificing civilians in order to save more civilians over at another place. With these actions the people either began to hate or love the military, it all depended if you were lucky or unlucky depending on who you were. Eventually even the government crumbled at the hands of the undead. The military were the last resort.
But it didn't take long for their bases to be overrun by the husks. The supply planes and ships stopped coming. The TV and the internet all went dead. Radio chatter became less and less.
Then the final straw, the power went out.
The people that were left ran from the towns and the cities. They hid away in small groups fortifying where they could. Some of them tried to help, others only looked out for themselves, some even looked on others as food. But as is the way with people these places fell apart. Some of those abandoned camps are still there today, waiting for the next group of outcasts to find shelter behind their walls.