[[The sun, obscured by clouds, setting over a desolate highway overpass]]
I was never actually a zombie.
/ Just a lonely cannibal
/ Trying to fit in.
{{Nomnom.}}
Narrator: Debug zombie is here to test the site.
[[ Debug zombie points as the panel is upside-down]]
Narrator: Debug Zombie Approves!
/ [[ Debug Zombie holds up an invoice that says Client: Ominous Knife. Test: Comic. Amount Due: Brains!?!]]
/ See You April 29th!
[[We see a bunch of people sitting in chairs in a circle. In the background we see a door and a sign on it that reads "Necrophiliacs Anonymous"]]
CAPTION BOX: Epilogue
/ [[The door opens and a zombie walks in]]
/ [[Medium-shot of the zombie]]
/ [[Medium shot of the necrophiliac from a few comics back. The Fetish Guy. He looks up, almost longingly at the zombie. In the background is a sign that reads "Necrophiliacs are a dying breed"]]
/ [[Extreme close-up of the zombie's eye. It's dull, lifeless, and milky]]
/ [[Extreme close-up of the necrophiliac's eye. It's bright, shiny, and has the zombie's face reflected in it. He has a huge smile on his face]]
/ [[Last panel now. All the necrophiliacs jump up in the air for joy, their chairs flying everywhere and zombies walking around. One is riding a zombie on its shoulders, one is fat and is rubbing zombie parts on his body. Even REK is there, giving a standard "famous guy" pose, winking and pointing at the necrophiliacs. A happy ending indeed. Sort of]]
[[A disheveled zombie stands in normal hobo garb: tattered coat, pants, hat. Of course he looks even worse, being a zombie and all: visible skull, missing fingers, no lips. He holds a cardboard sign that reads, "Will Shuffle, Moan, Drool 4 Brains."]]
{{Gibberish, Chris Smith, zombie, hobo, zombies}}
Panel 1: [[Nathan waits in the driver's seat of a green car as a zombie approaches, swinging a crowbar at him. Another zombie is slumped over the other side of the car, his head oozing blood onto the roof of the car. Nathan has a bit of an impish grin on his face.]]
Unknown (offscreen): We're kind of stuck with each other.
/ It's a long story. It started when I died.
Panel 2: [[A street shot of a dilapidated part of town. A zombie on its hands and knees struggles in the middle of the road. Near the car, Ben and a businessman, Gerald, stand with their backs to us.]]
Gerald: You died?
/ I'm sorry.
Ben: Hey, you've got nothing to be sorry about. It's just nice to finally talk about it.
/ You know.
/ Aloud.
Panel 3: [[Close-up of Nathan and the crowbar-wielding zombie, as Nathan grabs the zombie's arm with an amused expression on his face. The zombie is clearly in bad condition.]]
Gerald (offscreen): So... angels.
/ Wow.
/ I wish I'd been more religious.
Panel 4: [[Close-up of Nathan, eyes blazing, twisting the zombie's arm until it rips using his malakh-strength.]]
Ben (offscreen): Don't sweat it.
/ I've been living with with that one for two and a half years now, and we haven't set foot in a single church.
/ No temples, no altars...
/ I don't think it works that way.
Panel 5: [[Nathan pushes the zombie's head down into the trunk with one hand, his other hand on the trunk lid. Another zombie behind Nathan attempts to hit him. Ben and Gerald's backs are still to us.]]
Ben: Ugh.
/ He's really not gonna leave much of your car.
Panel 6: [[In a single movement, Nathan slams the trunk lid down on the zombie with one elbow and uses the other to hit the zombie behind him in the face. Ben and Gerald watch patiently.]]
Gerald: I guess it doesn't matter.
The Unshelved Book Club presents "WORLD WAR Z, An Oral History of the Zombie Wars" by Max Brooks
[[Dewey is backed against the wall by zombie versions of Colleen and baby, Ned, Grandma, Mel, Merv, Buddy and Tamara]]
/ Dewey: When the dead rose to attack the living, it sounded like a fairy tale. Disbelief played a part in what happened next, but so did politics, profit, and ignorance. High tech weapons were useless against an enemy who only fell when their brains were destroyed, and who added to their numbers with every battle. These are the stories of those who did what was needed to survive and overcome the greatest horror imaginable. Zombie Colleen: Brains!
/ Zombie Baby: Brains!
/ Zombie Ned: Brains!
/ Zombie Buddy: Brains!
/ Zombie Tamara: Cauliflower!
/ Dewey: Cauliflower?
/ Zombie Tamara: Zombies can be vegans too!
TV: Can a ninja catch an arrow? On this episode, we'll find out!
/ Guy: Mmm, science.
/ Girl: Hey, Mythbusters is entertaining, but it's not science.
ZF: BRAAAIIIINNS ...
/ Guy: Zombie Feynman!
/ ZF: You got a problem with Mythbusters?
/ Girl: They fail at basic rigor!
ZF: "Ideas are tested by experiment." That is the _core_ of science. Everything else is bookkeeping.
ZF: By teaching people to hold their beliefs up to experiment, Mythbusters is doing more to drag humanity out of the unscientific darkness than a thousand lessons in rigor. Show them some love.
ZF: Anyway, back to zombie stuff. I hunger for BRAAAAAIIINNS!
/ Guy: Try the physics lab next door.
/ ZF: I said _brains_. All they've got are string theorists.
