Wild, man-eating undead surrounded the country. You stare at the horde banging loudly on the door of the classroom, desperately trying to barge in and infect you.

You were alone. All your classmates either fled or turned into one of them. Behind the crowd of zombies, you spot a familiar face -- your long hated rival, Scaramouche. Surprisingly enough, he, too, was infected, though his smug expression proved you that was still himself.