"Make some noise America!" Tyrone King, or TK as he liked to be called, was elevated into the high rise stage.
The crowd cheered and millions of Americans watching at home cheered, "TK, TK, TK."
"I can't hear you," TK put his hand to his ear as if he couldn't hear.
The crowd cheered louder, "TK TK TK!"
TK smiled and walked across the stage, "Tonight! We are going to get revenge on the UNDEAD!"
The crowd cheered, they had loved ones In Willamette and wanted to see them avenged.
Suddenly a bunch of zombies came by a elevated platform, everyone was watching eagerly from the bleachers.
Two motorcycles with blades on the sides were elevated onto the floor and they both started their engines. Mothers closed their children's eyes, fathers cheered for their favorite motorists.
"McKinnon!"
"Robertson!"
Suddenly a hint of green gas came into the air as Bob McKinnon and Tom Robertson started their engines and took off at the zombies, the zombies grew more feral around the gas and began running towards the motorists.
Tom laughed as he sliced them in half with his blades on the motorcycle, "easy game huh bob, bob?" He didn't get a answer back.
A half of a zombie flew into the audience still alive, people panicked and ran for exit and some even broke the barrier blocking them from the zombies on the stage.
RPD officers rushed inside the screaming stadium just to get overwhelmed by running zombies.