Within a few days of the zombie outbreak, the local city government announced that all uninfected people had been packed up, and all market exits had been closed, awaiting resolution by international organizations.
The black boots stepped through the muddy puddles, and the sharp blade pierced the rotten penis.
"Hellow, this his... International organization? We are... We need help! Plea..."
Intention: relatives, friends and love in the apocalypse