THE FOLLOWING IS BASED ON A TRUE STORY... Did I ever tell you about the time I died? Yeah, probably not. That's a good setup for a story though, right? I have told this story before. For the sake of those involved I omitted some of the more bizarre elements, but as the years have gone by I have come to realize that the full details must be made known. What if the unexplained incident that occurred that St. Patrick's Day in downtown Savannah were to be repeated elsewhere? It's irresponsible to withhold what little I know of it, especially in light of the fact that no one else seems to remember. This is the story of how all Hell broke loose one night in Savannah, how the end of the world was very nearly the result of it, and how I was put in a position to stop it just by deciding to stay home.
In this first excerpt, I introduce the story and talk about my ill-fated bid for President. No zombies yet, but they're coming.
Contains explicit language.
