You have no real idea where to go so you head to the City.

You might live in the boonies, but you aren't an outdoorsman. You aren't some survivalist that's been training yourself for this "moment" so it's not like you can just start living off the land, and unless the City was completely flattened by a nuclear bomb, you'll probably still find something there.

As for the radiation factor, you're probably receiving a lethal dose of radiation right now. It's not like you were so far away from blasts that you wouldn't be receiving it, though you try to think back to your Grandfather who was in the army and had to witness some nuclear test blasts back in the old days. He was certainly in the danger zone, and lived a fairly long time. One of the few though.

Hopefully you've inherited that level of resistance, or at least that level of luck.

But unless you find food and water supplies you aren't going to be living long enough to die of the radiation.


You continue your drive to the city, watching the surroundings getting progressively worse looking, You then see the shattered "skeletal" remains of skyscrapers looming in the distance. The city got hit, but apparently by something "small" and probably exploded high in the air. Of course that doesn't make you feel any better. You make a mental note of all the "useful" locations you used to do your shopping. You goal is to go in and grab what you can to sustain you for a long time and leave for some place else.

When you finally reach the city, it feels a little creepy. Everything seems so empty and dead. You have the windows up, but it's not like you wouldn't be able to hear noises if there were any, which there aren't. Just the silent remains of destroyed buildings and vehicle husks. You wonder if any people survived, though you're guessing if they did they won't be in great condition. In fact it's been a week since the attack; survivors might've died by now without medical attention.

Your first stop is the supermarket. You don't have high hopes of finding anything though. You know looting was going on in the city even before the bombs hit, still this IS the reason why you came here, so you enter through one of the big broken floor windows. No lighting inside of course, but the sunlight from outside is providing enough, plus you have your flashlight if you need it. The entire place has an unpleasant odor, but you're guessing it might be rotten food from the meat section and diary section, assuming those sections even have any of those items left.

Oddly you do find that the aisles aren't completely empty. Most of the canned food gone, but there's still a ton of cereal and nothing says you have to eat it with milk! Beef Jerky survives anything as well. You can't believe people didn't take that stuff. There are some soft drinks left in the now non-working freezers. Probably flat and warm as fuck, but again you hardly care at this point. You get yourself a hand basket and start loading up on what you can.

When you get back to your van you finally hear something besides the crunch of debris underneath your own feet and the blowing wind. Its footsteps…several of them.

You then see something you only thought existed in horror movies. These must be the bomb victims you though were dead by now, but it seems they're not dead, or at least you're guessing they're not. A group of them staggers towards youMany of them have a half-crazed appearance and severe radiation burns. Apparently their minds have damaged along with their bodies. Some of them are armed with blunt instruments.

As they approach you, they just looking at you menacingly and start growling, until one of them points at you and shouts in raspy voice.

"MEEEEEEAAAT!"
"Shit! Die motherfuckers!" you shout back, shooting and quickly getting in your van as they hasten their pace towards you.

You manage to drive off, but not before they manage to smash your windshield and both of your side windows. You think you killed a few of them, you saw a few go down when you shot at them, and you know you ran that one over. Of course it's not like you hung around to see if they got back up, but you're pretty sure now they aren't reanimated corpses. Of course that doesn't make this situation any less fucked up or them any less dangerous, since they seemed intent on eating you. You need to get out of the City, but now what appeared previously empty, now appears to be more inhabited then you thought as more of these…things come out of woodwork.

You haven't gotten far, when your van is bombarded by bricks and even fired upon! Some of those bullets hit the wheels causing you to skid out of control. You attempt to regain control of the van, but fail and smash into nearby building. Attempts to restart it also fail, though you don't have that much time anyway as some of these freaks are fast approaching on your position.

You get out of the van with your supply bag and start running. You don't even know where you are right now; you were in such a hurry to get the hell out that you didn't realize you took the wrong streets, now you're in unfamiliar territory and the fact that all the landmarks have been blown to shit doesn't help. Though this looks like some sort of industrial district. You duck into one of the warehouses hoping to lose the freaks.

The place has destroyed sections of the roof. Pallets and empty boxes of varying sizes lie all over the place. You look for someplace more secure to hide just in case, but all you can find that looks suitable is what looks to be a manager's office.

When you enter, the office is also in disarray. You decide to wait here awhile to consider what to do next, during which time you inspect the various papers on the ground. You also remove the silly "protection wear", you're getting hot and it's not going to protect you from anything anyway.

After scanning through many of the documents, most have the insignia of "GZS" on them or Ground Zero Survival, that corporation that was trying to sell people bomb shelters before the war. (One you still wish you bought right now) You didn't even know they had any holdings in the City. Looks like this place shipped a lot of equipment to said Shelters during their building process. No map locations though unfortunately, just a bunch of random shelter numbers. You end up kicking the desk in frustration only to succeed in hurting your foot, and making another discovery.

When your foot moved the desk, you notice it was hiding a trapdoor! Though you wonder what the hell one is doing here. This seems a little weird, but then again the whole situation is weird, so you open it up and climb down.

The first thing you notice is what a long climb it is, the second thing you notice is there's lighting when you reach the bottom, dim, but lighting. The corridor leads to a heavy duty door not to far ahead, so you head that way, but when you go to open the door you find it locked. Before you can shoot the lock you hear a voice on the other side.

"Lisa is that you?" the voice says.

You make up a story

Given the whole suspicious nature of this set up you have a feeling the truth will not help you here; you'll have to bullshit your way it. You try to remember some of the stuff you were reading on the documents upstairs.


"No, I'm from GZS Headquarters, Shipping Division. And I hope you got some answers because there's been a bunch of fucking mistakes in where things were getting transported! Who are YOU?"
"…I'm Owen! What the fuck? I ain't in charge of that! I'm just security!"
"I don't give a shit WHO you are! Where's your supervisor?"
"…I..uh…I guess Lisa is my supervisor, but she's not here!"
"Oh? And where the hell is she? GZS Headquarters is VERY displeased!"
"I don't understand, Lisa wasn't in charge of any kind of shipping. She was an egghead! A researcher! We were down here for…other reasons…but you should know that!"
"LOOK! I work in a cramped fucking office with boring paper work all goddamn day, I don't have a window, someone keeps stealing my stapler, and they don't tell me shit unless it's to scream at my fucking face. I don't care WHY you're here! All I know is; I got my ass chewed out by HQ for someone else's fuck ups! We got Shelters all over the goddamn tri-state area with mixed up equipment during the building process and we're only NOW just finding out about it! You know how BAD that makes us look to our customers? I got sent down here to see if I could find out anything and all I've found out is the goddamn City is crawling with fucking cannibalistic mutants! Now that I've FOUND someone who might have some answers for me, I'm not just gonna dismiss that! So open up the goddamn door and let me in!"

Your act and tone is very convincing of someone who's had to deal with red tape and silly corporate orders. (Though you do know something of them having had to deal with them at your own job in your "old life") obviously the security guard knows about them as well, because he lets you in.

When the door opens up, you see a surprisingly scrawny man. You were expecting someone a little more burly, but he still wields an assault rifle slung around his shoulder making the need for physical strength unnecessary.

"You…you don't look like a GZS employee…shouldn't you be in a suit and tie or something?"
"I'm not gonna be running all over the nuclear wasteland in a hot ass suit and tie! Shit, I swear we hire dumber and dumber security guards each year. Just goes to show even natural selection fails sometimes in the face of near mass extinction. So where the hell is this Lisa?" you ask walking past him and noticing the well lit room and its sterile appearance. Some sort of generator sits in a corner giving off a low hum.

"I told you she's not here; she went to the surface again. She should be back soon." The security guard says still eyeing you suspiciously.
"Again? Why's she going up there in the first place? Ain't nothing left up there."
"You're telling me. I went up once and nearly got myself killed. Since then Lisa says she'd rather me stay guard here and not get in the way of here so called research. Fine by me."
"I still don't understand, what's this research?"
"Uh…well…um…it's supposed to be a secret. I'm really surprised you being from HQ that you don't know about it…"
"I told you, I get BURIED in paperwork, and they don't tell me shit. I mean I've heard things here and there, but I don't know what else was going on here."
"Well…I guess it really doesn't matter now…I mean what's done is done and HQ probably should know anyway…okay well you know how GZS has dealings with the military and the government and shit right?"
"Sure."
"Well it's something like that going on, but I don't know the intricate details about it, just what I know from Lisa, but I guess GZS was trying to develop some sort of radiation drug, y'know something to make the body immune to the shit."
"That does sound pretty useful, but this place doesn't exactly look like a complex lab for doing something like that."
"Oh, its not. This is just a research outpost as it were. The real drug was made somewhere else, but it needed to be tested right? So they decided to test it here, a batch of it got dumped in the water supply months before the bombs hit. The idea is that the survivors of the initial blast would still be able to live and not get cancer, sterility or tumors and all that other bad shit that radiation causes. So even people caught in the cities would survive and be able to eventually rebuild and get civilization up and running again. I think they wanted to dump the drug into ALL the major cities, but it looks like world war three happened sooner than they though eh?"

What you just heard sounds like some sort of science fiction tale! Then again being the cynic you are, you can't say you're completely surprised by it. Though now you have a more important question.

"Okay, but if that was the intention…what's with all the mutants in the City trying to eat me?"
"Uh…well…I guess it didn't work the way it should've? That's sort of why Lisa and me were still here. Lisa was supposed to record the results of the drug after the bombs hit and that's what she's been doing. Lisa says the drugs are affecting people's minds, and combined with the already fucked up situation I'd say it probably explains a lot already. Though I gotta say there was some pretty bad rioting even before the bombs dropped so I wonder if the drug was starting to affect the minds of people even then…but that's silly I mean me and Lisa haven't been affected by it at all, I dunno."
"YOU and her drank the water too?"
"Well yeah, our personal water recycling system has it. I mean if we were going to be here, we damn well had to be pretty resistant to radiation…wait a minute I just realized something… you mean GZS sent you down here without this knowledge? Oh shit! You realize how many rads you've probably soaked up without the drug's protection? Oh man, you were right! They must hate your guts at HQ! Ha ha ha ha ha! Sucks to be you!" Owen laughs uncontrollably
"Yeah, yeah…"
"Man, I mean shit! They pretty much sent you to die!  I mean really why the hell would they worry about whether shelters got the right equipment shipments now for anyway? GZS already got their money, did you actually think they were going to go send someone personally to each shelter correct the mistakes? They were already built man! Use your head!"
"Uh huh, so…"
"Ha ha ha ha! I mean damn, you work in shipping, GZS fucking up shouldn't even be news to you! Look at what happened with this goddamn anti-radiation drug! I mean what asshole fucking moron thought up those shelter elevator designs?"
"Why what's wrong with the elevator designs?" you ask innocently, which suddenly puts Owen in a less jovial mood, he begins to get suspicious again.

"Something ain't right here…anyone who works for GZS knows how idiotic the computerized shelter elevator set up is. People got fired for that one. Why hell why do you think WE have a ladder? You claim you're from HQ and you don't know? I don't care HOW much you say you're out of the loop… I'm a lowly security guard and even I heard about the fucked up elevator designs!"

Owen goes for his assault rifle slung on his shoulder, and you charge slamming him into the wall with an elbow to his face. You then pistol whip him a couple times before taking his rifle away from him. He holds on to his bloody face looking at you.

"Ughhhh, shit…my face…" he groans.
"Okay look, I was probably wrong for lying about working for GZS and…"
"Fuck you…you goddamn piece of shit…"
"HEY! Asshole! I'm the one with the gun here! Now I don't want to kill you, but…"

Owen unsuccessfully tries to grab his rifle back, you kick him back down.

"Are you fuckin' kiddin' me? I nearly shot you, dumb fuck! I'd probably be able to kick your ass even without these guns, so you better just calm…"

Owen once again attempts to attack you, this time you butt him with the rifle hard, and kick him out the door then lock it.

"Fuck you then asshole! Let the mutants eat you!" you shout, you expect to hear banging on the door, or even pleading, but you don't hear anything. After a few hours pass, you open up the door, and Owen is gone. You close the door back up and explore your surroundings a bit more.

There's not much to explore though, just two simple bedrooms, an eating area, bathroom and the "living area" which you're already familiar with. The generator provides power, and a water recycling system provides water. Looks like there's some sort of food dispensing system as well, though what it dispenses isn't particularly tasty. You could be set up here for awhile if you wanted to be, though perhaps you just want somewhere to rest first before getting out of the city.

You leave the city

You don't really want to stick around here any longer than you have to, so as soon as you're rested up, you're going to leave in the morning.

You think about what Owen said about the water supply and the anti-radiation drugs in it then you think about what happened to a majority of the survivors. It didn't seem to do them any good, so you decide not to risk drinking any of the water or taking any with you. You also wonder about Owen's supervisor Lisa. He did say she was supposed to return soon, you form some ideas on how to handle the situation, but as it turns out, she never does. Probably got killed no doubt.

The next morning you leave. You half expect Owen to be waiting to ambush you, but he's completely gone. After making sure the coast is clear you get your bearings again, and make haste for leaving the City. Luckily you have no further encounters, and you're just a little bit safer for leaving the City of course now there's the problem of find another stretch of civilization, but you think you have enough supplies.

A few days go by and you eventually do stumble upon a small town. Its more like a ghost town actually, barely anyone lives there, but that suits you just fine after having to deal with mutant cannibals.

You take residence in one of the abandoned houses, you figure it's going to be temporary before you move on in the future, but you're starting not to feel too well so you stick around. About a month passes and you feel tired all the time, you get the shakes pretty bad, and soon, you start vomiting blood, then there's the hair loss…

You lie on the dirty bed in the house lamenting how ill prepared you really were for all this and the bad decisions you chose that made it worse.

You can't go on waiting for the end, you're in hell right now, and a quick death would be a welcome release. You get the idea to shoot yourself, but you're so weak now that you merely collapse when you try to reach for your pistol, however as it turns out your wish is shortly granted during this time when you also fall unconsciousness and lapse into a coma.

Death soon follows.