I am not brave, smart, funny or good at anything. my life seems like Hell, do I know what Hell is . . . I thought I did. but one day something went wrong at New Life Inc. And i have been running for my life ever since! I am one of the last survivors. The unlucky ones? . . . The ones who were found, they walk the world with no thought with no reason their only need is to feed off of the living. Some people call them the undead... I call them the unstoppable.

This is Chester Ibsen I am 11 years old, and this is the last message I will ever write.