We are outnumbered... The virus has completely devastated over 150 of the world's regions and is spreading rapidly. At this point in time we know of only one of killing the creatures: destroy the brain. Beyond the guard of any ones who may have recently been in any sort of contact could be infected. And if you find yourself out in a threatening position, please do not to act. Again, is not a test. is not a joke. We as a are overwhelmed. We are outnumbered!
Standing at accuracy's demise we reached the new world wasteland. Population converted: One by one (one by one), thousands thousands. Like scavengers on waste, like vultures on the sick, outnumber the living. We are the outnumbered. We are the outnumbered.
Find post, find your shelter in hopes of outliving the undead. Build walls, maintain protection with ambitions of beating the odds. Find your post, find your in hopes of outliving the undead. Build your walls, maintain protection ambitions of beating the odds.
In a sea of stinking rot, in a where living humans are no longer the hunters, all the money in the world satisfy the enemy.... Hunted. Hunted. Hunted. Hunted.
at accuracy's demise we have reached the new world wasteland. Go... Mankind is the losing faction; retreat is hopeless.
Find your post, find your shelter in hopes of the undead. Build your walls, maintain with ambitions of beating the odds. Find post, find your shelter in hopes of outliving the undead. Build your walls, maintain protection.... oh ya ...with ambitions of the odds.
We are the outnumbered.