Hell, I came across a nice looking manor while scouting out a bit further than usual. It was tangled with vines, had a lot of green life there. Of course, the place was dead quiet, and it seemed that the place had been untouched for ages. That's when I heard the whine of a dog, no about three dogs. I figured something was off, so I unholstered by Tactical BLK assault rifle and slowly crept to the entrance. I had to slice a few vines in my way but as soon as I got to the entrance, I heard the familiar snarling of the undead. I kicked down the door and out came about seven of them, so I pointed towards the closest walker for my dog to attack. Down it went, and so did the other six, which I shot down briefly. I saw that three dogs had been leashed to the furniture. Well, I figured they'd be useful for the rest of the clan back home, so I scooped them up, prepared to leave the house when I heard a thump of footsteps upstairs. It sounded rather human so figuring it was another survivor, I walked slowly upstairs, gun in arms. That's when a scruffy looking man came out of the master bedroom above and pointed a shotgun at me. I tried talking him into joining me and he just...shot me. He had this crazed look in his eyes, which frightened me so. I felt a harsh pain in my shoulder, and before the man could go for my head, my dog quickly knocked the man over, wrenching the gun from his hands. Promptly, I put a bullet in his head. It's a shame to see what this apocalypse does to us people.
I heard a rustling inside the room, so I went in, gun raised, and moved towards the closet where I heard the sound. I opened the door and saw a couple, supposedly, huddled together. The guy had a knife, and demanded what i wanted. I asked if they were ok and if they wanted to join the survivor colony back home. They eagerly joined up with me and said that in this house they knew about a weapon cache in the basement, and explained how they were going for it but found a deranged gentleman armed with a shotgun in the house before them. The man introduced himself as Joe and the girl Mary. We, along with the dogs, went to the basement to open up the weapon cache when to our dismay and surprise, a horde close to about fifty or even a hundred undead were underneath. I hadn't cursed in awhile, but it sure felt right. We bolted out of the house, and I soon led them to the colony, where they happily befriended the rest of the survivors with us, and took up arms. Well, I did manage to find a lot of supplies, and new friends as well. I'm glad we've made it this far, and it has only been a year, even though it felt like forever.