The Walking Dead shuffled into my life via the steam sale,
it cornered me in a motel room with only my blood-stained keyboard to protect
me. I repeatedly mashed the Q key to save me but it wasn’t enough, my rib cage
was torn open, my heart torn out and swallowed whole. I lay in agony whilst my
lungs struggled out a few final gasps. Hours later I reanimated, only to join
the herd as another brainless zombie. I, like many others, became an enthusiast
of the Walking Dead game.
