Control
Click to form guards
c
The dead have risen. By dawn, their guttural snarls echoed through every district as hordes swarmed the streets overnight. Our walls are breached, our shelters compromised—this ends today. We’re rallying every survivor, every sharpshooter, every brawler with the guts to hold the line. Arm yourself with whatever’s left: crowbars, molotovs, jury-rigged shotguns. Secure the subway tunnels, barricade the hospital, and purge the streets of the undead menace. One headshot at a time, one block reclaimed. Hesitate, and we lose the city. Fight, and we take back tomorrow. Lock and load—the clock’s ticking.
Comments( 0 )
The comment field is only for members.
Login,
Sign up
