In a flash it happened nighttime turned into day I rise from this rubble confused & alone nothing seems familiar rampant silence reigns this burning snow enshrouds me despite this bitter wind this is the winter of our discontent the streets are littered with the bodies of the decomposing violence escalates mutants all around shotgun in my hands Bruce Campbell come & save me running through the ash across the landscape charred & broken I need to find some shelter I cannot die like this I cannot run faster they're slowly gaining I sink to my knees at this pool of condensation what I see before me makes my blood run cold visage burned & deformed I've become one of them