THIS BLOG IS STRICTLY PROHIBITED TO ANY AND ALL ZOMBIES WHO MAY COME ACROSS IT. IF YOU HAPPEN TO BE INFECTED, LEAVE AND DO NOT RETURN.
Hello, survivors. Welcome to the safe haven. Most affectionately known as Oakhurst.
A small, crappy town off the coast of God Knows Where, a little to the left of No Mans Land and Smack Dab in the center of the worst nuclear fallout this world has ever seen.
Now, how you found this place isn't relevent. And neither is any intentions of going back. Anything you left behind is gone now. The only thing that matters is that you follow the rules and play your part, we're all in this mess together after all.
The rules in this world are simple: you take what you need, you give what you want, and you keep 'People' at arms length. Trust is a word used by the weak few, and if the decay hadn't claimed them already it was only a matter of time. Lest they be caught by pillagers or taken by the.. 'tempermental' weather left in wake of the fallout instead.
Hesitation will always, always, get you killed; and if ever given the opportunity, Take The Hit and Destroy The Brain.
But with that being said, Community Dinner is at 7 and The Gates lock at 9:30 PM exactly. Anyone out beyond that, or arrives outside of curfew, will not be granted access until the sun rises the next morning.
Welcome to Oakhurst, survivors. Enjoy your stay.
P.S. Make sure to check the Community Notice Board each morning to find out your task for that day. If you are not on the list, you're on supply run duty.
