The Beginning : Official

Run, flee, escape, hide away, do not move, do not make a noise, do not peek out, stand still and pray, pray that you remain unseen, unnoticed.

Hold your breath, slow your heartbeat.

The people unprotected by pyramidal barriers went by these words now, the first week had been chaotic, some people ran, panic taking control of their every thought and movements.

Others were left standing still, unknowing of what to do, was it best to move away? Leave everything behind? Would the undead come so far, would they spare a glance in their direction? Nobody knew, but they soon came to.

Those who stood their grounds were reminded of their weakness, trampled, minced, cleaved, impaled or moulded into mounds of rot and lakes of blood, armies were besieged by the forces of the one known as Son Of Dragon, as for the villages, towns, cities, the regular people trying to put up a resistance, trying to survive, to fight, to flee.