Frozen Apocalypse: My Zombie Fortress

I was reborn on the day my girlfriend froze to death in my arms. Sent back one month before the end, I built a fortress and hoarded everything we needed, swearing to protect her at all costs. But the real monsters weren't the zombies or the cold—they were my own blood at the door with explosives, and raiders with machine guns in the streets. As humanity froze at fifty below, I made the most insane call of my life. This time, I'm striking back.