A former mining town, Middletown has grown leaps and bounds since then, but many spirits haunt the city as the lands had once been occupied by a Native population who had come into conflict with the mining operations. Eventually peace had come and the region was split between the two groups. Many descendants of that original Native population still exist in the mountains. All in all the city sees little change as businesses come and go: locals often resisting change.

After a big storm hits the city: the river floods, causing it to shut down the bridge out of the city and closing down as emergency services struggle to reach those in need.

Overnight the city streets are flooded. Searching for a friend, Jon comes across violent rioters. Spirits haunt the isolated city, sometimes helping, sometimes not. These zombie are not the mindless corpses of popular media.

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The group was shocked. They immediately thought the worst. Their bodies were already on high alert but to come upon a corpse was never good in this state of emergency. 


"Double tap! Double tap!" Mortimer exclaimed in a panic, looking to Jon expectantly. 


"What?!" He turned to Morty in concern. 


That -- that was fair. Jon swallowed hard, gripping the handle of the bat tightly. He swore to himself he wouldn't hesitate in these sorts of situations. It was an unrealistic expectation, really. There would come a time he couldn't run from the responsibility. 


It seemed that time was now. It came too soon. 


Nathan shook his head. "Didn't we just get through talking about how we can't abide by comic knowledge?" 


Jon and Morty were puffed from their shared anxiety. Jon had already wound up, pulling the bat over his head while Morty cowered behind him. When their eyes lit up it became apparent that neither had the shared brain cell at the moment. 


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