Prologue

They say the night is darkest before the dawn.



But when will the dawn come? I have survived a living hell, defying all the odds, and yet hell is all I see on the horizon. I have got here on a path paved with the blood of friends and foes alike. The infection?? it changed people, made them act like wild beasts, just killing and killing. I did everything in my power to stop them, but I couldn't save the lives of some of my closest friends.

The Infection spread at an alarming rate, nearly impossible to contain. The devastated populace from Nuclear Armageddon was reduced to a shadow of its former number. Dead bodies were left unburied, the living unable to muster the strength to honor the fallen. Settlements were burned in futile attempts to restrain the threat. The survivors are few and far between, and most are horrified from their experiences with infected.

If only I hadn't been so greedy, things may have been different. But there's no changing the past, only remembering it.