Albert Newman sat and thought in the corner of the dusty sanctuary. The days he had been holed up in St. Helier's seemed like weeks, and while the makeshift barricades at every entrance to the church kept the zombies out, Albert's supplies were running out.
The Shackleville suburb was quiet most nights, but Albert was still shaken from his first journey through the empty streets, knowing that death could be lurking around any corner. And so he sat in the sanctuary, staring through the broken rose window at the orange sky. Albert Newman had been somebody once, but after the world ended, it was the best anyone could do to survive.
The last light of day was fading when a streak of red light blazed on the horizon. Albert scrambled to his feet, peering at the fading red. A flare could only mean one thing.
Seeing as the Urban Dead RPG doesn't provide a story, only laying out an environment and mechanics, I decided it was up to me to write up what happens to my character. All events in these stories, while slightly embellished, will have occurred in the game. For a summary of what Urban Dead is, go to http://variantminds.blogspot.com/2014/02/screenshot-of-day-urban-dead.html.
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