David Peterson, a 17 year old senior in High School, watched in mute horror at the developments displayed before him on the television screen. Beside him, his best friend stared at the screen, mumbling curses under his breath.
“What is this?” he asked numbly, dull brown eyes never leaving the screen.
“You’ve got me,” Dave replied, pulling his glasses off to rub them on his shirt.
Before their eyes, a live news broadcast showed several major US cities undergoing the same thing, something being referred to as the “Zombie Appocalypse.”
“Shut it off, James,” Dave said, tearing his eyes from the screen, “that’s enough.”
“Man,” James saaid, shaking his head as he passed his hand through his scraggly facial hair, “you think that’ll reach the valley any time soon?”
“They said it’s already spread through almost all off Massachusets, so yeah, soon.”
“What’re we going to do?”
“Well,” Dave said, getting an idea, “when in Rome…”