Madison Chen, freelance journalist extraordinaire, ducked suddenly when she heard a second wave of panic. The terrified screams of the villagers of Dacitan, China rang in her ears. "What's going on?" she asked her camera crew. "No idea, Ms. Chen," Andy, her editor, answered. His expression turned grim when he looked past her. Madison's heart began racing when she saw the panic beginning to rise as villager after villager stared in a distance for a moment, then backed away in fear. Madison walked up to a woman, placing her hand on her shoulder. 'What is it?' she asked in Chinese.
The woman threw her hands up to her face, cupping her mouth in horror. "Jow! Jow!" she screamed, grabbing her child and running.
Madison jumped back in surprise. "Wait!" she called after the woman. Then she heard more screaming, but this time there were more voices that rang out. When she looked out again, she saw them. One of them was bent over a man's corpse, like a tiger hovering over its prey. "What the… what the hell!" Madison stammered. It raised its head when it heard her voice, mouth full of flesh from the man's torso. She took a step back, attempting not to make a sudden move.
There was definitely something wrong with this man. Why was he eating the flesh of another? Was this even a man? Was there some type of sickness that was spreading? If she survived this… outbreak, she was sure that nightmares would be visiting her every day for the rest of her life. "Cho!" she screamed at her cameraman. "Are you getting this?" The massacre happening around her was unlike anything she had ever seen. Men… grown men… dead men were attacking the villagers and the field workers. What was supposed to be an educational story on the status of poverty in the village of Dacitan turned into a chaotic situation that could potentially end her life.
"It's not working, Ms Chen!" Cho shouted back, slamming his hand on the news camera. He struggled with the microphone and wires, completely oblivious to the predators coming his way.
"Cho! Watch out!" Madison cried out. She was frozen with fear, unable to feel her legs and force them to move. All she could do is watch as her cameraman and the rest of her team was overcome by the skinless monsters that tore at clothes then at skin. Cho reached out for help, but soon his limb was ripped from his body.
"My God…" Madison gasped. Everywhere she looked, she saw red. Nothing could repel the undead attackers. More of them were coming into view. They came in as a swarm and literally devoured everyone in their way. What could have caused something this terrifying to happen? Why was this happening? Men, women, and children were running in all directions, fleeing the flesh eaters. It didn't matter how fast the villagers were, these demons were faster.
'They're so fast,' Madison thought. It was the last rational thought she had before she heard the moans of a flesh eater behind her. She turned to see a decomposing body lurching toward her. Long nails tore at her arms, and soon she was face to face with the flesh eater. Its jaw was broken and hanging by thin layers of skin, and it had no eyes. Madison stared into the black holes just above her murderer's nose. "Dear God, save me," she managed to stutter before the soulless face launched forward and bit down on her neck.