A former mining town, Middletown has grown leaps and bounds since then, but many spirits haunt the city as the lands had once been occupied by a Native population who had come into conflict with the mining operations. Eventually peace had come and the region was split between the two groups. Many descendants of that original Native population still exist in the mountains. All in all the city sees little change as businesses come and go: locals often resisting change.

After a big storm hits the city: the river floods, causing it to shut down the bridge out of the city and closing down as emergency services struggle to reach those in need.

Overnight the city streets are flooded. Searching for a friend, Jon comes across violent rioters. Spirits haunt the isolated city, sometimes helping, sometimes not. These zombie are not the mindless corpses of popular media.

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"I've been coming to this farm since I was little. It's never been this quiet." Leslie would grip the wheel of the truck, knuckles whitening, as she drove up the narrow street with familiar ease. 


Jon sat in the passenger side while Nikki rode on the bed of the red truck. The driveway was an uneven layer of gravel that forced the woman to drive slowly lest create a hazard as the gravel rolled beneath her wheels. The road led up to the front of the main house. A wooden fence surrounded most of the property with chicken mesh wires stabled into the posts to keep in the chicken and keep out the foxes. The yards were separated by gates and narrow, muddy walkways which were rather confusing for the uninitiated. 


Jon looked out the window, moving to stop out of the truck as Leslie parked. "He lives here alone?" He was quite a large property and even if Mr. Holland was young and healthy it would be a difficult task. 


Abandoned Farm