The dead have risen. God help the living.
It's too late to run. The zombies are everywhere. They stalk through urban jungles and across the carefully manicured lawns of suburbia, shudder to unlife on the bloodiest battlefields of the Civil War and in the deepest tunnels of far-flung interstellar mining colonies. They lurk on your street, in your company's boardroom, in your own bedroom. And they... [click here for more]
Alright, you primitive screwheads, listen up! You're in a strange land, with strange people, and you're not thinking too clearly. The natives are suspicious, the leaders hostile, the priests cryptic, and no one's bathed in months. Advanced tech is a hole in the ground filled with sewage. The basic food groups are roasted haunch, moldy bread, and watered-down wine. Getting home... [click here for more]