When the doomsday came, I was infected and turned into a zombie, struggling to survive in the torn apart of human nature and animal nature. I was not only an alien in the eyes of monsters, but also a prey under the gunpoint of humans.
In the wasteland, the most deadly thing may not only be the virus, but also the annihilation of humanity and the conspiracy hidden behind the scenes.
This is an escape about the meaning of existence, a monster's retrograde attempt to save mankind.
