For a while, the message playing on the radio had been a repeat of the last. The same sentences were said over and over again, warning everyone of the arriving doom and telling everyone about the zombies.
It seemed that it would stay that way too, the normal radio dj's having abandoned the station. The rumor was that they ran away once the soldiers left, abandoning the entire town as well and leaving the town to it's fate.
Still, somehow the static on the radio was broken and new information was brought to light, as if the station was brought back to life and would function normally again from now on.
That's how it seemed, at least, when the typical sound to announce a new dj came from the speakers of any radio that was still turned on.
"People of Clarey, it is time to rise and defend the town you love. It is time to keep those you care about safe and fight for them and yourselves. It is time to prepare yourselves for a nightmare." A voice said. The voice sounded deformed and all that was clear was that the voice was, in fact, of a man. The same man that had warned people before, the man that many had called crazy.
"We must shoot them through the head or do our best to decapitate them. Their claws and strong jaws with their teeth that tear flesh from bones are their weapons. It sounds scary.... no, it is scary but we have weapons of our own. We have guns and knives and we can win, even if our dead rise again and begin to walk with the enemy." He paused once more.
"Those that can't fight should make sure they learn and everyone should try and gather enough supplies. Do not hit the road to head out of town, as other places have it worse than us and there is no way to reach a safe area without walking through these places."
"Our minds are our advantage, we can use our wisdom to fight them. Their only goal is food and ours is survival. We can fight and we can win if we work together."
"This is The Void. Let's fight together."
It seemed that it would stay that way too, the normal radio dj's having abandoned the station. The rumor was that they ran away once the soldiers left, abandoning the entire town as well and leaving the town to it's fate.
Still, somehow the static on the radio was broken and new information was brought to light, as if the station was brought back to life and would function normally again from now on.
That's how it seemed, at least, when the typical sound to announce a new dj came from the speakers of any radio that was still turned on.
"People of Clarey, it is time to rise and defend the town you love. It is time to keep those you care about safe and fight for them and yourselves. It is time to prepare yourselves for a nightmare." A voice said. The voice sounded deformed and all that was clear was that the voice was, in fact, of a man. The same man that had warned people before, the man that many had called crazy.
"We must shoot them through the head or do our best to decapitate them. Their claws and strong jaws with their teeth that tear flesh from bones are their weapons. It sounds scary.... no, it is scary but we have weapons of our own. We have guns and knives and we can win, even if our dead rise again and begin to walk with the enemy." He paused once more.
"Those that can't fight should make sure they learn and everyone should try and gather enough supplies. Do not hit the road to head out of town, as other places have it worse than us and there is no way to reach a safe area without walking through these places."
"Our minds are our advantage, we can use our wisdom to fight them. Their only goal is food and ours is survival. We can fight and we can win if we work together."
"This is The Void. Let's fight together."
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