It started with small, seemingly insignificant events: a few scattered reports of aggressive raccoons in suburban Chicago, a mysterious outbreak of spontaneous combustion in Tokyo, and a sudden, inexplicable craving for brains in rural Arkansas. But as the days went by, these incidents multiplied and spread, until it became clear: the world was ending.
And so, the zombie apocalypse was born. Or, rather, reborn. For in a world where the undead roam free and the living cower in fear, it seemed that humanity's best chance of survival lay not in fighting back, but in embracing the inevitable.
Survival Guides and Zombie-Hunting Gear became hot commodities, with the most resourceful and enterprising among us learning to thrive in a world where the rules no longer applied.