I heard the glass shatter. They had already been rampaging throughout town, and I thought I’d be safe out in the county. I guess I was wrong. The oh-so-familiar sound of the hungry souls, wanting to feast upon my family and myself, rang throughout the house. I was upstairs, peeking down from a loft. They were just like the newscasters described -- normal humans. Yet they reeked of rotting flesh, and they had a slight lust in their eyes – a lust for human tissues. I finally convinced myself to go back to the game room in which the rest of my family was in. ”Welcome, Jo. Wanna have some fun?”