Princess Celestia is desperate. As she is taken as King Dainns prize whore, Princess Celestia sends thousands upon thousands of rescue signals to hopefully get somepony, anypony to help her in her most dire state. Three whole years have passed and no hope has come to show that help was on the way. Until now...
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The Name is Frank, Frank West. I'm a photographer that not only covered wars, but also the most bizarre cases of the undead. Yeah, that Frank West. So If I were to tell you that during my visit back to a rebuilt Willamete Mall, I was transported to another world with yet another zombie problem that has been caused by walking talking caribou, you would think I was crazy. More crazy then when I told people zombies took over a mall. Well, you're in for a fantastic story.

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This story is one of seven stories in the works.
Warning: This story contains and may contain brainwashing, swearing, mutilation, blood and gore, as well as crazy ideas. References to sexual acts may be in this story, but not the actions themselves.

I do not own Dead Rising.