Mahalo for your patience, everybody. Life got in the way of writing for a long time, and I can't promise it won't happen again. If you're reading this, make no mistake, I'm grateful that you are.
Anyway, enough mushy crud, here's the new chapter!
The government had stepped in seven years ago to stem the tide of the undead. Armed soldiers stood on every corner and down every alley, taking them down as they came. Trained thugs in jackboots patrolled the streets, swooping in when they could be bothered to save would-be victims. With the help of this swelling force, prone to turn their weapons on humans almost as often as on shambling corpses, global society managed to gain some sense of normalcy.
Chase seldom emerged from the wood. It had almost...
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