Rising up from their graves, a mass of zombies driven by a pang of hunger, not for flesh, but of impulse, makes its way to the land they once called home. In hoards, the undead militia descended upon the city as memory fragments drove them to take back what once was theirs. The zombies that had been shambling there since before the apocalypse watched their world crumble around them. Seeing the few remaining bits of their past lives fall apart, they instinctively took to end those who wrought the destruction around them. In fruitless chaos, both hordes slowly destroyed each other, not knowing they were the same.

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