Futuristic Zombies 2032 World Information

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ZOMBIES

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Location: Easton, Pennsylvania, United States

Year: 2032

It began in the year 1997. Loved ones saw it as a miracle. The dead didn’t die. In the beginning, theorists suggested that the world would suffer from overpopulation. As time went on, that religious barriers that had been broken would make any form of religion completely irrelevant, and humanity would suffer in insanity. But the zombies couldn’t just roam the streets. Months passed after the first incident, and the answer of what happened to them was televised in a groundbreaking report across the world, in almost every language imaginable. Eventually the stench would grow too strong, the skin couldn’t be glued back in place any longer, and makeup couldn’t help the pallid appearance of their skin. They’d decompose and exist as an inanimate pile of bones, with no muscle left to control their system. So the United States government created coffins of steel, latched together with a variety of chains and latches, and the president came out with a statement urging the rest of the world to follow suit. Between the years 1998 and 2031, everything had gone according to plan. It had become normal to send your dead loved ones to a housing facility, where they’d slowly decompose over the next few months. After much trial and error, it was the only known way to prevent them from overcrowding the streets. Instead of stockpiling bodies, they could have done anything. They tried everything. The scientists tried burning, but a waxy surface covers the skin, only leaving the bodies in agony when they begin to move once more. The scientists tried drowning, but they don’t need air to survive. The scientists tried removing all internal organs. They don’t need an intact vessel to gain movement. Scientists ran tests to determine that a dead person had approximately 48 hours before movement began once more. In the beginning, the zombies were more human than the brain-eating monsters out of fiction. The tests in laboratories have always known that the not-dead could speak, feel emotions, and participate in basic human activities. Scream. Cry, minus the actual tears part. But after 33 years, what if they’ve evolved? As a response, a revenge to being locked up. They’ve become hostile to humans. In the year 2028, every zombie housing facility in the United States went on maximum-security, not to be neared by the common citizen. On the news, the government reassured the people that a vaccine, a cure, a medicine was currently being developed to stop the disease after someone died.

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The year was finally 2032 when the apocalypse began just outside of Philadelphia. A day like any other, the perpetrator went to work like any other day. The routine at the end of the day was always to make sure everything was locked and secured. But he’d figured one day without checking every step wouldn’t cause a giant calamity. Besides, he had to be home early to celebrate his daughter’s birthday. But the zombies escaped through much force and attacked the first human life they saw and now it’s every man for himself.

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Zombies of the present age are vicious. They retaliate against years of wrongdoings against their ancestor zombies, making them deadly to humans who come into contact with them. Their bite is infectious, and it’s nearly impossible to kill them unless they’ve got a heavy blow to their brains. Limbs can be removed, leaving the zombies pretty immobile, but not dead. Still, they move slow and unknowing until they hear or smell their next victim. Luckily, it’s not difficult to outrun a zombie. But they can get overwhelming extremely fast. Despite the disease starting in Philadelphia, it quickly spread into New York, D.C., and every other city in the vicinity. Now it’s reached California, seeped into Canada, and even Mexico. It’s only a matter of time before the zombies figure out they can float their way to Asia, Europe, and Africa if they haven’t already. The government had been working on a top-secret cure, probably made with materials so vile that the only way the American people would have accepted it would be if it granted mercy to undead loved ones. Where’s that cure? And better yet, would it even work?

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