The names Maxum, Last names not important, all I know is I was on a boat being transferred to a prison and next thing I know I woke up on a beach confused and thirsty. These things came at me, they were the undead and they wanted my flesh, I ran around and looted what I could found some old books, canned peaches and a beanie, I've been shot at by the living and chased at by the non-living for a few days now but now that I've found an axe and a gun I'm the one that does the chasing. Heck, maybe I'll even side with the other survivors until we eradicate every rothead. Maybe if I make it through this I can get a second chance, but if I don't I'll be taking a few bandits along with me to hell. You be safe out there Survs. Cordially, Maxum "McFury"
