Yoi! Listen up, you freaks, 'cause I've got a story that'll blow your skull wide open. It ain't your average zombie shit — we're talkin' the wildest kind of undead. You think you know the apocalypse? Nah. Not like this.

Picture this: the world’s a wasteland. Cities crumbled, skies crackin’ with radiation. Society’s dead. But the zombies? They’re still walkin', yeah — but they're not the shufflin' losers you’ve seen in your tired-ass horror flicks. Nah, these freaks are pissed. They’re wild, they’re savage, and they’re buzzed on something we don't even understand yet.

They’ve been through the chemical spill, the plagues, the bio-warfare. They don’t walk anymore. They run, they scream, they fight. Every one of 'em's like a broken clock with a twisted, killer beat. They know you’re there. They feel your fear.