The night was dark and a dreary fog hung over the town of Digington. It would have been the perfect set up for an evil movie or an evil mob to randomly pop up.

A villager was whistling from somewhere in the distance and it was a low, creepy tune. It made any child that slept with their window open freak out. It was probably some cruel joke a teenager was doing.

You see this fog infested night was a night known as ' The Night of the Dead '. 

A branch snapped and the whistling stopped suddenly and was replaced by a low, hurt sounding moan. More and more moans joined it.

Digington was being attacked by the living dead.