I always thought when the apocalypse finally began I would be swinging my baseball bat with the best of them, in true zombie slayer fashion. I was prepped and ready to smash in some heads if the need ever arose. The problem is...no one ever warned me that I would have to fear the humans instead. The ones who still remember their names and how to put a gun to your temple when they want something. The others...well, they pretty much keep to themselves...