They were taking big chunks and shoving them in their mouths… they were like animals, and they sure as hell weren’t like us anymore—not with those eyes. One minute, U.S. Army Reserve Soldier Michael Cross is in college. The next, he’s in the middle of the zombie apocalypse. In the
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They were taking big chunks and shoving them in their mouths… they were like animals, and they sure as hell weren’t like us anymore—not with those eyes. One minute, U.S. Army Reserve
