Logan paced through the woods just outside of town, his mind spinning with the same question over and over.
After a while, he spotted a crowd of zombies up ahead, all swaying and jerking to some unseen rhythm.
Right in the middle of them stood Elegy, clutching her guitar. She strummed out a fiery riff, her raspy voice belting out a high-energy tune:
"Come on, lose control, it's a midnight show!"
"Feel the beat in your bones, let it take your soul!"
"You don't need to fight—just dance, scream, hi hi hi!"
"...."
At the same time, the whole vibe crew was in place—black mist curling up from the ground, vines swaying in the background, and pink petals drifting down like confetti.
The zombie horde was hyped. After all, they'd just unlocked the highest achievement in undead America—total domination. With no more Canadian zombies to fight, dancing was pretty much all they had left to do.
