My name is Chen Mo. On the day the virus broke out, no one knew how it started. They only knew that people bite people and change after being bitten. The government held on for seven days, and the city fell. Now there are all the "living dead" wandering around outside. They are brainless, but hungry, and they pounce on meat when they see it. But something has been wrong recently - corpses are getting up on their own, and people who have not been bitten are starting to go crazy, their eyes are black, as if they are parasitized by something. What's even more sinister is that whispers can be heard at night, as if coming from underground, and anyone who hears them will disappear the next day. Some people say that underground laboratories have been studying this stuff for a long time, some say that alien spores have fallen, and others say... It is not a virus at all, but some ancient thing has awakened. I have no interest in believing anyone, I just want to live and figure out what my wife meant when she said before she died, "Don't let them dig under there." The world is a mess, but the truth may be scarier than zombies.
Before she died, my wife said, "Don't let them dig down there." Now, I have to find the answer before I completely become "them."
