Exit Humanity

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Notices dead back to life

have been reported in the United States.

A catastrophe can so inexplicable that

the future of humanity is at stake.

At one point an old diary

detail a personal encounter

of the Living Dead for over 100 years ago

A diary can give us the answers

the plague that threatens the human race

= = My name is Malcolm Young

I have a secret diary that was passed

for generations in my family

Returning to the American Civil War

A legend with drawings and obscure passages

To tell a story

on the undead

Hidden for decades

Now you may cross the barrier.

Read It's now a warning

as we must guard

In such times

If you're reading this

day then my attempt has been accepted

My name is Edward Young

It all started at the end of the war

seemed to be alive

But the soul had been torn off

= And I could not die =

was a monster

This is chapter 1 of

Edward Young:
"The output of humanity"

6 years

No! No! No!

For two days I left my family when I left

hunting

I came home to find

My wife became one of them

I have shot and killed

My son Adam now is missing

Adam!

Adam!

What do you want Edward?

In life - I want?

We all want something

What do you want?

I just want to be a good man

Be good to you... our son

It is everything I want in life

're a good man Edward

Dear Lord Jesus Christ

I leave the body of my wife

Julia Young on the floor

Please guide her and protect

her soul for all eternity

I can not believe my wife is dead

Top

illustrate and document what I'm witnessing

In the event that I am a victim

This will my story untold

From Hell on earth

My patience is thinner making

I go to the field and seeketh

6 shots My gun is ideal for

close proximity situations

Today

I have concluded that all die the same way

A fatal head wound

They move slowly enough

and are an ideal target for my rifle

crossing with my old neighbor Charles

One of them

And as others have no memory of who I am

It seems that just wants to eat

My curiosity extends every day

I'm not sure that senses have

but they can smell

Listen and watch

seem to many like eating meat

Day 9

are afraid to fire

Charles found me in home

Maybe it's my smell or some

form of distant memory

And not like human food

I give little hope and suffering

Death is the only solution

Tomorrow my

horse "Shadow" and I ride

Taking my search beyond home

If... more of them

I was wrong today

clash with the corpse of a young child

eaten the body are spoken

And I'm grateful that my son was not

read earlier today, I expect impatiently

Because it is happening this?

That disease is behind all this?

Had my son 11 years

now sent him to eternal rest

The sound of my heartbeat

is decreased with the

burning flames of my son

Because these punishing me?!

The devil has challenged you?!

Had a family...

a man as a husband

As a parent...

There is no way to heal

To or that it's done

Hey man!

Can not sleep?

- No

I do not, come

All my long years of war

kept this with me

This cataract gave peace to your daddy

Where is Dad?

It's very far from here

Can we go there?

Promise to take me

I promise

Go sleep, shall we?

- Ok

Pope Goodnight - Goodnight

I made a promise, my

last task in this life

I would take the ashes of

my daughter to the Falls

And liberate

I come with the fury of death

killing death itself

Bloodthirsty

Ride for what seemed hundreds of years

One night I was attacked by a mob

bitten Shadow

= = the wound is infected

has lost the desire to run

This painfully

I'm worried

is clear that can not continue

Caminare with el

The only friend who me

remained in this world

A friend that was always there for me

Never gave me the back

Do not wait for that wake up in the virus

I know what to do

goodbye my friend

found many corpses in Falls Dallas

I'm a little weak in ammunition

I've run into an old people

bit you?

No

someone else with you?

No - do you want?

I came here to find food and shelter

That's all

'll kill you where you stand

You can not kill a man

who is already dead

I killed many men already

dead

Now what?

Okay...

Quiet

Quiet - Where are my things?

It's all here

Everything is right here

That's my gun?

I guess it is

What happened?

I think you resbalaste

And you fainted

This is your house?

It is now

I've been here a while, small but fortified

Pumpkins are all that remains

chickens and other animals fled

O were bitten

For these creatures

Always good to have a drink

a sip

Let

you need to have some strength

My name is Isaac

Edward Young

'Cause you help me?

At first I was going to eat

But these skinny as a foal so that...

not have much to eat

Then I found this horrible book...

With pictures, only I was watching

I can not even read

It's all there

NO touches more things

You could have drawn some

tits there, if you do not mind my saying so

You say

this is not your house, where are you?!

Grew only 10 miles from here

My mom and dad... that good that the

good Lord do not let live to see this

what's your story?

Edward Young

You're not from around here, I can account

I have been away for some time

was something I had to do

It has something to do with that book?

Kind

You were at war

Yes sir

You could use a guy like you

I'm not your friend

It's my sister

Has been carried

Taken by whom?

A guy named Williams

have ever met a rebel sir?

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