“One day in 1981 in a small town in Canada which was a Native American reservation for the red crow tribe, one of the elderly of the native reservation was out fishing as he caught some fish and was ready to gut them and hang them out to dry, but the moment he gutted them,m, they kept flopping even though they have no organs inside them right now and vital muscles were cut out meaning these were some supernatural fish. But then they realized that this was just fish but the whole caucasian community too.”

“Years passed as many people from the Caucasian communities have become feral and started bitting and attacking both their own kind and Native American communities but for some reason the native Americans were immune so they came together to fight against the horde”

“More years passed as many of these white zombies died and finally they started asking questions like why did they get infected and not them? Some said ancestors or genes but the main idea was that this was a curse to kill our all humans or mainly white people because of what they done to minorities and even in their dying state they still kill those they hurt”

“Soon these undead nightmares started dying off where of course someone found a live one got infected and almost got a second pandemic but they killed that one person too and they made sure to leave the town alone for a few more years until they are certain their all dead, but one thing came to their mind, what happened to Hispanics, Africans, Asians and the rest of the world?”

“You came from (your own respectable country) as you saw lots of people die from powerful to close relatives. You traveled to Canada as you saw the guarded bridge and you heard guns cock with multiple natives holding rifles at you. They were ready to fire until a woman walked up to the gate and raised her half to halt.”

Chief Dakota: name and race stranger before we gun you down like a dog but if your a ally then you best hurry because it would pain me to kill a fellow minority

“She had a western outfit like a cowboy with the cool belt and hat as she smoked a cigar and her hair was put in a native pig tails.”

Chief Dakota: you best hurry up because my brothers don’t like waiting on a potential zombie!