Running through a thick forest you’ve found yourself in, the feeling of something coming toward you is overwhelming. Stopping in a circle of trees, you stare up at the moon. A clear night. A full moon, a zombies moon….. Behind you, a low sort of growl/groaning noise. Raising your rifle you stalk toward the tree the groans came from.. Nothing.. then-you’re flipped over a tall man’s shoulder, you land on the ground with a thud, looking up… It’s Ghost..