Days of Apocalypse

Dreadpool

King Dreadpool, the Wrathful
-The Plague (Chicago)-


Tuesday, March 21st, 2016


Desolation....


That's what left of this god-forsaken cesspit of a city. Its been 2 months since the outbreak of this plague, and the quarantine of the entire city. No one knows what the heck went down, or how the plague was even created, but the second it struck, life here went to heck...


People, mutated, deformed, people that looked a heck of a lot like zombies had started spilling out of the buildings, attacking anyone on the streets. People who were bitten mutated into these freaks within days. Citizens believing that it was the end.... some wishing it was.



The city was put on lockdown days afterwards, no one let in or out. The government told the survivors that it was for protection, but they were cowardice. They would let us die in here, just to contain the mutant freaks. Sending out supplies and food crates every few days, but that's not nearly enough for us to survive.



Outside, people were in panic, but inside, inside this city... it was chaos. Utter disarray with zombies running loose, people struggling to survive, to adapt in this new lifestyle. Some people, with different views on how to survive, banded together, creating factions and groups with different ideals on how to live through this crap.



Things are bad, and they're only going to get worse. The days of utter apocalypse have come.... and it's up to the survivors to decide what they're going to do outlast it.
 
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