I lived in a land where all is not as it seemes, where my people were normal human beings. We once lived a normal happy life, where we had Kings and Queens, for we were all happy people, with power and greed.
But my main question is this. What has happened? Why are the people so strange? Why do my people growl and gaze? Why has my people suddenly changed?
As I wonder the land, alone and confused, dazed and lost, I wonder why I was struck to the ground, by an explosion? Was I dreaming? Was this real?
As I look upon my land, I see the people I knew, who looked like monsters, scary and cruel. Eating the remains of the dead, have you guessed yet?
For my friends as you see, all is not as it seemes, we are not happy, with power and greed. Our Kings and Queens are dead now. All that remains is me, for I am the survivor of this tragic land, and have you guessed yet where I am? I'm in a zombie apocalypse.
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