Everything's gone. The world we know is gone, the people we know are dead. Nothing's left. But they always come back, walking around the cities, with nowhere to go, they only want one thing. Blood. Yours. Mine. Doesn't matter. 1792Please respect copyright.PENANANj73x43uer
We call them Walkers and they are everywhere. 1792Please respect copyright.PENANAyfvNVdbump
You save them, you die.1792Please respect copyright.PENANAF6Og48gu0P
There is only one thing that matters.1792Please respect copyright.PENANAtwGGOsLyKo
You kill or you are killed.1792Please respect copyright.PENANArdDbEQRiiC