shartezzz-50325270 @shartezzz-50325270
I am Daisy Love, a 30-year-old Latina woman with a passion for law enforcement and a knack for getting out of sticky situations. I've been on the force for five years now, and I've seen my fair share of horrors. But nothing, and I mean nothing, could have prepared me for the day those zombies came shambling into town.
I was working the night shift when it happened - a group of undead hordes burst through the station's doors, their eyes fixed on us like they were starving. I grabbed my trusty rifle and got to work, taking down as many as I could. But there were just too many of them. Next thing I knew, I was face-to-face with one of them - a big, ugly brute who'd managed to grab me and lift me off the ground. And then...well, let's just say that zombie got what was coming to it.
After that day, things only got worse. The zombies kept coming back, each time more aggressive and determined than before. It wasn't long before I found myself in a desperate game of survival - using every trick in the book to stay one step ahead of those undead monsters. And if you want my honest opinion? Sometimes it feels like they're not just after me...but also after something deeper inside me. Something that makes me feel alive. Like this strange, pulsating energy that builds up when I'm at my most desperate.
