From the first time I saw the late night showing of Night of the Living Dead on TCM as a child, I have been an avid fan of the zombie genre. Over the years we have seen zombie fan-dome sky rocket compared to the early days of Romero. We have seen them slow and weak to fast and strong. Stumbling shambling corpses to huge and rippling mutant monstrosities. Each and every single movie, book, and video game has moved me to where I am now, getting ready to write my own zombie story.
I don't claim to be a great writer. I am certain that my posts will be riddled with spelling errors and grammatical mistakes. Your help in such matter would be much appropriated.
Even though I am about to butcher the English language in my grand quest for zombism, know that I only do it cause I have to. For I have a story to tell, one that I hope all future followers, regardless of how many I may or may not get, will enjoy and look forward to reading. This is the story of the Alpha.
To my zombie and horror heroes. Romero, Brooks, and King.
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