map 1: Undeadpan humor
Kai Mart was where I got my bread.
At least until the world lost its head.
I miss standing in line, holding everything in my arms, ready to buy.
Disregard that last sentence, it was clearly a lie.
I'm actually happier when shooting the undead.
Map 2: Tim Burton 2005
Trudging through the sewers isn't what I would call a delight.
A dead end, I have no more energy to fight. 
The love of my life behind me.
She reaches out and holds me almost gently.
It will be over soon, all it takes is one bite.
map 3: Hardcore
The packs of Dires are endless.
No one hangs out here, I'm friendless.
By the way where is all the loot?
I just want to get more high armor while wearing my apronic suit.
Please tell Aprone to increase the loot, that way I'm no longer ceramicless.
Map 4: We All Float Down Here
Its been several years since the infection.
A hellish childhood under the water afraid of the world's rejection.
In swampy water I'm coated.
But now I'm hungry and bloated.
Now its time to hunt my parents and make a correction.
Map 5: Letting Mary Poppins Down 
There was once a hidden title so long it was quite atrocious.
If you were to say it aloud, you'd sound precocious.
For five hours or more I would search to no avail.
Side thought, but where's the Swamp merch?
The title that eluded me, why, of course, it's Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious.
Map 6: Empty
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