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They were everywhere....the infected....a direct result of the novel N-2031 virus mixed with nuclear fallout. Who knew trying to eradicate the virus with a tactical nuclear device would not only level the city but also cause the already deadly virus to mutate almost instantly and spread with the fallout. The effects of the fallout were soon global in the form of the infected. These infected are almost pitch black, like unburnt charcoal, with glowing green radiated blood and eyes all side effects of the blast. They hunger. Hunger for the flesh of those surviviors that still remain. It is never sated, they never tire and the only way to stop them is sever trauma to the brain. They are extremely fast and agile and tend to stick to the shadows hunting in packs, seemingly materializing from the shadows as if they themselves were made of them. The squad moved down the street of some town without a name, quickly and efficiently checking doors and alleyways for any infected. Its been 20 years since the bombs and the end of the world. There are still pockets of surviors here and there, their broadcasts heard over the radio channels. Within one group there is said to be a scientist who's blood contains the cure. Its a far fetched hope at best but for the members of the Revival squad it is enough. They are tasked with locating this scientist and bringing her to The Ark, a state of the art facility which houses thousands of survivors and scientists. It is...was...the top secret military facility and ground zero for the N-2031 outbreak, the facility is well lit which seems to keep the infected at bay as light of any kind hurts them. The squad makes its way into what looks to be a shopping mall, or what used to be a shopping mall. This is where the last transmission came from but that was days ago. The squad makes its way to the second floor still being vigilant, but not vigilant enough, suddenly the infected are everywhere. Revival squad is firing wildly in all directions in a panic induced frenzy, all training out the window in favor of self preservation. There are to many....they are gonna die here. The squad leader watches as his men are cut to ribbons until he is the only one that remains. The last thing he sees before he collapses under a pile of radioactive flesh...before the pain starts...is a heart shaped locket, the one he gave to his wife all those years ago,it is the last he sees before she begins to feast.