I lie here on the ground dying, and all around me I can hear screaming.

I struggle to look around 

and I gaze upon nothing but chaos and death.

people killing people with no mercy, blood fills the streets.

and now as I slowly slip into the unending sleep known as death, 

my final thoughts race through my head;

"Is this really how everything is going to end?"

"Are we to parish by the hands of the undead?"

these are the questions that go though my mind as I slip
into the unending sleep known as death.