Let’s make this a fight to remember

Big Ears wasn't doing it for anything noble—he just wanted another bragging point on his résumé: "Briefly served as the boss of the Los Angeles zombie hive."

Next to him, Shrimpy asked, "Big Ears, aren't we gonna follow them?"

"Nope. Gotta strategize from the sidelines!" Big Ears replied, waving his hand dismissively.

...

The exodus of zombies from Los Angeles was nothing short of apocalyptic. The sheer scale of it shook the entire city, leaving chaos in its wake.

At Genesis Biotech, the commotion didn't go unnoticed.

The secretary burst into the office, her heels clicking against the floor.

"Mr. Nathan, the zombies in the city are on the move—all of them!"

"What?!" Nathan's face froze in shock as he shot up from his chair with a loud thud.

"Quick! Pack up your stuff! We need to get out of here!" he barked, his voice frantic.

"Uh… get out? Why?" The assistant looked at him, puzzled.