As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death...

[austendude 3]

I fear death no more...

We've traveled together for a very long time, my friend and I. We've shared beans and sat at campfires talking about the good ol' days. It feels like yesterday we rushed in the big city and blew zombies piece by piece, laughing and enjoying this terrible life that is around us. He is my brother......from another mother indeed.

We heard someone yelling for help; he was being swarmed in a barn. The poor fellow had no idea what he was doing, so we just had to help him. We ran in, guns blazing, killing any flesh easting monster we saw. Until the end we saw the poor noob being chomped on and bleeding out. No more zombies left. We rush to aid the man. Poor soul won't live to see another day. We sit there for a few seconds to confort him, and he dies. Suddenly though, when we walk out, there are a lot of zombies rushing from the distance. Shit, it is time to go! We run as fast as we can across the landcape. We look behind, and see countless amounts of zombies. Bang...bang..bang. We try to kill as much as we can but no longer do we have ammo. I look at my dear friend, and tell him to run. At first he refuses, but knowing the circumstances, he acknowledges, and sadly runs east in grief.

I look at the sun. Even at a time like this the sky can look so amazing.

I smile, because now I know I fear no evil.