The Rockton Report

Like so many other towns on the Eastern Seaboard, Rockton was completely wiped out by the Great Exhumation. The government, desperate to avoid creating a panic, decided not to warn people about the crisis that originated in Maine, hoping they could conquer the living dead without telling anyone.

Idiots.

These people, for all intents and purposes, abandoned by those who were supposed to keep them safe, were forced to fend for themselves. Most died, swept aside by the living dead like a crop before locusts. But a few survived, banding together to weather this storm and coming through stronger for it.

My name is Jake Sarger. I’m a reporter for the Rockton Tribune, a small newspaper that up until now was filled with stories about school budgets, drunk driving arrests and the various notables of small-town politics. I was able to get out of town before the dead arrived, and spent the next several months following a group of survivors from the town of Marshfield as they searched the country (now known as the Graveyard) for a new home, recording their tales.

After their journey was complete, I heard that Rockton had been transformed into a “Live Zone,” towns and cities reclaimed from the zombies. There are only ten or so on the east coast, and turning a zombie-infested wasteland into a place where you can sleep at night is no small feat.

How did they do this? What methods were used? Could it be done somewhere else? These questions occupied my thoughts and those of the government, who were desperately trying to find a way to turn this debacle into a victory. Morale among survivors was at an all time low, and they needed a cause that people could get behind, one that would band them together like nothing had before.

So I went to the town of Rockton to chronicle the experiences of the survivors, primarily to serve as a lesson to others on how to stand against the zombies. In these interviews I have spoken to police officers, politicians, trash haulers, mailmen, cooks, men, women and children, people from all walks of life and social casts, suddenly thrust into a single, terrifying category: victims.

Not anymore.

Read their stories, and learn how to make a life for yourself in a world where living is quickly becoming a rare accomplishment.

Disclaimer. If there really is a town called Rockton, I am completely unaware of it. I literally picked the name out of a hat. The town is more closely based on the towns I grew up in.