When a mining drill hits a mysterious cluster of rocks, all Hell breaks loose over the town nearby. Sent to investigate the mysterious disturbance is a team of misfits: leader, Sergeant Brian; muscle-man, West; CDC member, Myles; and C.I.A. Agent, Joshua.
Upon arrival to Nuketown, the team are given a less-than-friendly welcome by the occupants: the living Dead! Fighting for survival, the team must work together or face death, but they're not alone when the radio crackles to life...
Myles fumbled for his firearm and went to make the shot, when someone else killed the creature with a perfect headshot between the eyes. Myles turned around to see Agent Joshua standing behind him, sour faced, but there, with gun still aimed and smoking gently. The sounds of Sergeant Brian and Westsâ€™ heavy boots sounded from his now left as they approached, curious of the gunfire.
â€œWhat the devil are ya doinâ€™, boy?!â€ Sergeant Brian yelled at the Agent.
â€œI am no â€˜boyâ€™â€ Agent Joshua snapped. â€œI am an Agent of the CIA!â€
â€œHe shot thatâ€¦ wellâ€¦â€
Myles gestured to the fallen humanoid creature and the other two stared at it. Sergeant Brian simply glared at Agent Joshua like the scumbag had shot a civilian. Suddenly, Sergeant Briansâ€™ eyesight was drawn away as another lumbering creature appeared from behind the bus and another from within it. West stared in shock as he spied more stumbling towards them, all dead men with a will to walk.
â€œW-what is going on?!â€ Myles shouted, shooting a creature, dead. â€œWhat are they?!â€
â€œTake a guessâ€Joshua nodded at a creature. â€œHe look familiar to you, Myles?â€
Myles turned his head and gasped in fear as he recognised the bright yellow Hazard suit of a CDC member as it stumbled towards them. The team had not gone missing, as such, they had all turned into these dead things! They were all the living dead: zombies!
In a flash, everything dead was dead again. Myles stood, shaking, as he reloaded his gun, nervously looking around; West and Sergeant Brian grumbled confusion about what was going on; and Agent Joshua looked bored, as normal, but his glasses hid the truth: his eyes darted around for any trouble.
â€œWhatâ€™s really goinâ€™ on â€˜ere?â€ Myles and Joshua looked at Brian, who was frowning. â€œYa know, donâ€™t ya?!â€
â€œItâ€™s confidentialâ€ Agent Joshua snapped. â€œI told you that when we were in the truck!â€
â€œDoes it matter?â€ a meek voice asked.
Josh shot Myles a look and the small man seemed smaller. â€œUnless you want to loose your job, yes.â€
â€œThis ainâ€™t no normal outbreakâ€ West said, standing over the Agent. â€œThis ainâ€™t even a terror attack. What is going on?â€
â€œTell, or Iâ€™ll be damn sure to feed you to one of these dead things!â€ Sergeant Brian growled.
Joshua shut his mouth, refusing to speak, so the two army men looked to Myles, who gave up without a fight. He blurted it out like it was poisonous to his mouth.
â€œSergeant Brian, sir, you and Mr. West did not get a full reportâ€¦ only the CDC and CIA did. The CDC Report of the area stated that dead men were rising, semi-alive, but had reverted to a primal instinct of attack, kill and eat. These mindless, dead creatures were once living, breathing people, but nowâ€¦ now, theyâ€™re justâ€¦ zombies!â€
â€œZombies?!â€ Sergeant Brian scoffed. â€œAre you insane or stupid, boy?!â€
â€œThen what do you call it?â€ Agent Joshua asked, quiet and serious.
Brian felt himself become mentally slapped. The Agent was serious- dead serious, in fact- about the â€˜zombiesâ€™ thing. Did that make it true? Or just another infamous CIA cover story? Briansâ€™ eyes narrowed at the Agent, trying to figure him out, or at least if this information was true or not. Myles looked serious enough to be truthful and honest, but Joshua was another case. Finally, the answer seemed within reason.
â€œAlright thenâ€ Sergeant Brian said, standing straight and clicking his gun. â€œSo, we have zombies infesting the area and no information how to prevent it?â€
â€œNot yet, noâ€ Myles replied, giving a gentle smile. â€œBut we have a test serum that could prevent us from â€˜Turningâ€™!â€
The other men stared at Myles with eyes saying different things: Joshua was thinking â€˜This better not be a dirty trick again!â€™, Brian thought more to â€˜What?!â€™ and West was simple in thinking â€˜How wonderfulâ€™. Myles only smiled in a nervous way and showed them the three little vials. The liquid inside was crystal clear, like purest water.
â€œThis serum acts as a repellent, preventative, cure and sedative once injectedâ€ Myles stated, taking out a syringe and showing the men. â€œYou will only need one full syringe injection. Each bottle contains at least 5 doses, so we wonâ€™t run out quickly, especially if we are careful.â€
â€œWhy did you not tell us before?!â€ Joshua facepalmed in annoyance.
â€œYou did not askâ€ Myles put simply. â€œYou did not care.â€
At this, West and Brian laughed. They had not cared for what Myles could or would ever say, but now he had something important in his bag, he was very important to them for survival of the medical kind!