prepared for it. Everyone else decided to remain in a state of denial. Distracting themselves from reality with TV, pizza and alcohol.

They hated us because we reminded them of what they were - Zombies. But not like now, now at least they don’t struggle with that reality.

Steve: Where are you asshole?

Wherever Mark was, he’d made sure he wouldn’t be seen easily. Steve would need to get inside if he was going to find him and, realising this, he begins to scan the area for a path into the building. That meant getting past the thousands of drones that stood between him and the shopping centre - ninja level infiltration.

He shakes his head as the thoughts of pulling