As the beginning scene comes on the TV screen, you feel funny, almost sickening. You curl up in pain, and suddenly black out. A few minutes later, you awaken inside a large television station that seems to be in utter panic. While the crew runs around in a shock, you quickly notice a few things, like all the studio technology seems old, also there are no computers in the studio, and this crews fashion seems way out of date too. It was almost like you were trapped in it the late 1970’s or something. You are still dressed in your normal, early 21st century style clothes, a t-shirt, and dark blue jeans, as you watch the TV screen, wondering what is going on. On those old analog screens located all around the studio, you see various news reports from around the city, stories of looting, martial law, and murder. You also see on the bottom of the TV screens, a list of places, called rescue stations. As a confused, and tired seventeen year old female intern hands you a cup of coffee, you realize that you must be dreaming, or somebody spiked your lunch.
In a state of shock, you finally realize that you are in the studio, the opening scene of the movie dawn of the dead. You nearly drop your coffee, as you watch the bearded government official, and the black talk show host arguing over how to deal with this problem. The problem of the dead returning to life, and eating their victims. Curious at first, you naturally look around the set in aw, as it is announced that the emergency stations are coming on line. You also watch the armed Security Officer picking up his jacket, and leaving the studio, along with several of the crewmen. Then it suddenly dawns on you, you are in a large, strange city, with no place to live during a zombie outbreak, not a very good scenario to be in, you think to yourself. You decide too…