A Dawning ApocalypseAs I lay on my torn up bed in a sewer in Darkwood Forest I can't help but ask myself "Alvara, how did you get yourself into this?" and I can't help but laugh, not a happy laugh, more like a masochistic type of laugh. This whole apocalyptic world can be blamed on me, every single hell demon can be blamed on me. I was a simple little scientist in a lab on an island few people know about. We were cloning extinct animals, dinosaurs of every kind, dodo birds, and anything you can think of. We were playing god. But they took it too far... the bastards started experimenting on humans, and I was their first WILLING guinea pig. They infused me with raptor DNA and immediately my body started to change, my eyes became raptor like and feathers as tough as steel grew from my arms and head, everyone would jokingly call me the "raptor queen". They immediately became addicted and started forcing the lower workers to be experimented on but they never turned out like me. They mutated into hideous creatuMore Like This
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It’s rare that a “new” iconic monster is born and becomes forever identifiable,—— no matter the variations, by generation after generation. So it was when George Romero created the ultimate “zombie” in his Night of the Living Dead in 1968. Zombie Apocalypse fans today may have never heard of George or seen the original “Night,” but the zombies they so love in fare like The Walking Dead owe their existence to Romero’s original vision.
In 1979, screenwriter Dan O’Bannon craft