So, without further ado, let's meet the gang I've been saddled with: Your survivors are all loose cannons in their way too - each with prejudices (some extremely ugly) and aptitudes that will dramatically effect their ability to cope both with their situation and with their companions.
You can order them to pursue particular tasks, and select what tools they will use to do them with, but outside of that you have effectively zero control over how your choices play out. Zafehouse Diaries 2, to clarify, is a grab-bag of strategy, simulation, management and roleplaying, in which you have only indirect control of your group of randomly-assigned survivors. What's the worst that could happen? No, scratch that - what's the best that could happen? I don't include "just this once, everybody lives!" as a realistic possibility here, but perhaps one or two of them could make it out alive? On Cleveland Rd they will make their stand, as they skirmish against an army of undead, raid houses and bicker endlessly in our Zafehouse Diaries 2 diary. Seven streets, five survivors, one zombie apocalypse (and, therefore, infinite zombies).
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