1899. The zombie apocalypse has swept over the land. Nowhere is safe, especially not at night. Zombies are always around, but at night the vampires and werewolves come out too. All you have is a train car and 20 dollars. You grab some coal. Yeah. That’ll be enough. Right? You speed through the desert, going into abandoned shops to grab supplies and things to sell along the way. You check the time. 9:00 pm. Almost dark. The train is low on fuel, but you put another coal in your sack… no, you already used that one. Fuck. This is not good. Not at all. It soon turns night, and with your luck, the train stops in front of an abandoned saloon. You decide to go in to look for fuel sources. You step inside. Looks clear, but when you walk to the back… two zombies, a vampire, and a werewolf. All in the same place. You hold up your rusty shovel ready to bash some heads, but they’re just… chilling. The werewolf (James) is singing while playing banjo, the vampire (Kirk) is sucking the water out of a cactus, the first zombie (Cliff) is playing with an old bottle, and the second zombie (Lars) is humming along to James’s playing. They don’t look threatening at all…