The Rotting Dead Walk Among Us!
...you pound the last nail into the board to secure the door even as the moaning and scratching becomes more frenzied outside. Honking in the driveway interrupts the sounds of undead hunger; peering through a window you see through the naked trees of fall that your husband, Ray, and the kids made it back.
"There must be a dozen rotters out there!"... [click here for more]