World War H

Pre-Prequel

"Dan, I don't know why you bother with that thing. It's been nothing but zombies for weeks."

"Well Christina, you never know. We made it, so maybe somebody else did. And maybe they've got a radio. And maybe they're broadcasting, looking for other survivors like us. We'll never know unless we listen."

Static greeted Dan when he switched on the radio, but a little tuning soon located a signal.

"-ing to too Zombie FM. All zombie, all night, all day. That All You Zombies by Hooters. They have new album out soon. Called All Us Zombies. Next up be Zombie by Cranberries and after that Shake it Off by Taylor Swift. Nah, me just joking. After that be Rob Zombie with Dragula-"

Shaking his head, Dan kept tuning.

"-save, save! Shuffle on down to Crazy Carghl's Discount Warehouse! We be overstocked. Ragged shirts – we got 'em. Ragged pants – we got 'em. Tofu-brains, just like real thing – we got 'em. You no buy better-"

More tuning.

"-back to Zombie Talk. Next caller be Wrahhf. Me pronounce that right?"

"Meerhgh."

"Whatevs. What you think of zombident policy? Put all zombie-doctor in zombie-army?"

"Me think 'bout time."

"'Bout time zombie-doctor do something useful?"

"No. 'Bout time me get good car-park. Stupid zombie-doctor."

Dan switched off the radio. "Hey, Christina. Are you busy at the moment?"

"Forget it, Dan."

He briefly considered trying the radio again, but couldn't be bothered. "I think I'll go for a walk."

"Whatevs."