Tonight's broadcast is brought to you by the company you depend upon for all of your greatest needs, Heart Life.

These stories are true dramatizations from our fair city's glorious history.

So listen and remember, heart life, all the life you'll ever need.

Heart life. Remember, Heart Life, all the life you'll ever need. Heart Life would like to remind you all that while the idea of the risen dead is properly terrifying, you are in no danger,

so long as you adhere to the corporation's policy guidelines for such eventualities.

Stay in your homes, lock your doors,

have children assume covered positions under their desks, and make sure all ducts are properly taped.

If caught out of your home, do not run to a medical or security station. Instead, make

yourself as big as possible and make as much noise as you can. Remember,

a walking corpse is often more afraid of you than you are of it.

Sadly, here in the heart of the city's underground area, we find many who did not adhere to these rules.

Amidst the throng of errant policies meeting their

just fates, two figures stand out. Neither fleeing nor fighting, were it not for the carnage that surrounds

them, they might appear to be out for a pleasant stroll. Doctor, where are we going?

Knowing where is incidental, Andrew.

We are being led.

We need only.

Let our feet and them be our guide.

Why aren't they attacking us?

Flesh and brains, my dear Andrew, flesh and brains.

The risen dead are all about fresh flesh and big brains. My flesh, however, well, it's a long story.

Explosions, spilled chemicals, a lot of sewing on my parts.

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