City of the Dead 2130, New York Don't let em catch you, that's the first rule. They catch you... it's all over. Dane had seen his fair share of death these past few years, but never like this. Never... THIS kind of dead. God-damn scientists, why did they have to try that vaccine on humans? Stupid disease, should have just left it alone. 5 years earlier~ "Oh god, I will never drink again." 10 in the morning, and already his day sucked. Dane sat up and looked around his little single-bedroom apartment. Small, cramped, and barely hospitable. Yep, nothing changed there since last night. After getting home from the front lines, his buddies thought it would be a great idea to go out drinking and club hopping all night as a celebration. Never again. Those guys are great friends... but they have their idiot moments.