Things were moving accordingly but things weren't entirely in either's favor; where was the place that everyone was so eager to go?
In a location hidden from the undead, there was a barricade of tree trunks and barbed wire wrapped around it to stop the zombies from getting through as they got stuck within.
It was in a small city with a few houses around but these houses were barely in order.
Most looked like they would collapse if the wind blew but this was all about the exterior design but the atmosphere was hostile. People were smoking and simply doing depraved stuff in the open, it looked like a lawless land but this was what one would expect from a den of criminals.
"Bloody fucking hell! My fucking balls itch! I think this bitch gave me chlamydia!" A man blurted out, he was a pale-skinned man with red hair styled in a mohawk.
