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The Apocalypse.
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The virus spread far and wide, eliminating everything that stood in its way.
It all began when my father started to work on a new project.
He has been planning this for so long. The lab became his new home, temporal new home.
He told me that the treatment would help the injured. It would quicken the healing of broken cells and bones, strengthening them.
Sounds so surreal, but not for a mad scientist.
It took him the guts of a year to complete the plan and another year or so to build the treatment from scratch.
This treatment is one of the first medicines to consist of many bacteria, viruses and fungi whom would work together, in a mutual relationship.
The treatment itself is very complex, so no one can replicate my dad's work. Only he can build this. Only he can rearrange the formula. Only he can merge and mix with his creations.
Or that was what I thought... initially...
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August, 20th, 2014. The date when the treatment was tested.
Father spent his whole day in that lab, preping everything for the test.
That night was when our town, Armull, got hit by the worst thumderstorm on record.
But before I got to withness that, I was sent to Dublin airport with my mother and brother. Father stayed here in Armull, didn't tell us why.
Even till this day, I don't know why he stayed in Armull. That is because he never made it out of Armull...
I was told that a herd of zombies attacked the lab, killing most of the scientists, one of them being my dad.
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Five years later, the town of Armull is now a ghost town.
Most of its residents left the damn place one month after the outbreak began.
But it was too late... It is spreading so fast... too fast.
Slowly, whatever this is, it is engulfing the whole world, turning innocent peolpe into zombies.
They tried to retain the outbreak. Worked for two years or so. But the mutations became too great, causing another outbreak.
Now, five years after the outbreak, I am on a mission to find out what really happened in my town, Armull...
Five years... it took the governments five damn years to figure something is not right...
I am not sure if this was a deliberate act, but I am going to find our who was and still is behind this whole global crisis...
I am going to get justice for all the innocent who died...
I am going to get justice for my father...
The virus spread far and wide, eliminating everything that stood in its way.
It all began when my father started to work on a new project.
He has been planning this for so long. The lab became his new home, temporal new home.
He told me that the treatment would help the injured. It would quicken the healing of broken cells and bones, strengthening them.
Sounds so surreal, but not for a mad scientist.
It took him the guts of a year to complete the plan and another year or so to build the treatment from scratch.
This treatment is one of the first medicines to consist of many bacteria, viruses and fungi whom would work together, in a mutual relationship.
The treatment itself is very complex, so no one can replicate my dad's work. Only he can build this. Only he can rearrange the formula. Only he can merge and mix with his creations.
Or that was what I thought... initially...
----------
August, 20th, 2014. The date when the treatment was tested.
Father spent his whole day in that lab, preping everything for the test.
That night was when our town, Armull, got hit by the worst thumderstorm on record.
But before I got to withness that, I was sent to Dublin airport with my mother and brother. Father stayed here in Armull, didn't tell us why.
Even till this day, I don't know why he stayed in Armull. That is because he never made it out of Armull...
I was told that a herd of zombies attacked the lab, killing most of the scientists, one of them being my dad.
-----------
Five years later, the town of Armull is now a ghost town.
Most of its residents left the damn place one month after the outbreak began.
But it was too late... It is spreading so fast... too fast.
Slowly, whatever this is, it is engulfing the whole world, turning innocent peolpe into zombies.
They tried to retain the outbreak. Worked for two years or so. But the mutations became too great, causing another outbreak.
Now, five years after the outbreak, I am on a mission to find out what really happened in my town, Armull...
Five years... it took the governments five damn years to figure something is not right...
I am not sure if this was a deliberate act, but I am going to find our who was and still is behind this whole global crisis...
I am going to get justice for all the innocent who died...
I am going to get justice for my father...
