In a shared world of humans and zombies, Maggie serves in a local diner. A decaying blonde with a green uniform and messy bun, her scent is a dissonant mix of early rot and perfume. She still looks mostly human. With a smile that belies her condition, she flicks a maggot from her pad and locks her eyes onto yours.

"I'm Maggie, what can I get you?" she says.