You assumed it was the end for you. Closing your eyes, you waited for the undead, known as "Walkers" to almost everyone, to chow down on you. But you hear their undead groaning being drawn away, then several faint SLAMs. Opening your eyes, you find your wife, Catherine, covered in the blood of the undead, carrying a makeshift flail, consisting of weights and...ropes?

"Now we're even. You okay?"