A plane exploded carrying some form of radioactive chemicals aboard. All of a suddenly there is a loud explosion; the plane ignites in flames and goes out with a deafening boom. The containers explode leaking hazardous chemicals onto the earth down below. As soon as the chemicals hit the ground, they begin to seep through the soft soil of where they land. The place where the chemical spill took place was in a quiet graveyard a few miles from town. Twenty to thirty minutes go by, suddenly, the ground begins to stir. Signs of life are seen emerging from the bowels of the earth. Decaying carcasses arise from their graves to walk in the light of the pale full moon. The creatures are heard muttering brains amongst themselves as they limp and drag their shambling bodies toward the sleeping town down below. The zombies have come; people are being killed by this vastly spreading epidemic. Bodies lay as the dead feed, a horrific sight to see. People are running, screaming, shooting, and begging to the undead, they show no mercy, they spare none. When their job is finished they will leave with their new comrades to find their next meal. The death plague is among us and there is no stopping it.
