It was coming to the end of yet another beautiful day here in Pallet Town. The sun was setting over the tops of the Oak trees in the local forest where Shinoa sat and watched the pretty scene. In the town pubs were starting to open where, as per usual, Captain Falcon and Viriob were getting drunk. Again. Little did they know that the next day could be their last...
Another day was dawning. Falcon and Viriob were passed out at the side of a nearby road having been looking into, and for some unknown reason, tasting a puddle. Shinoa was just waking up in the branches of her favourite tree. Normal. Everything seemed normal. This peace was all interupted though. There was a loud crash in the North of the town followed by the screams of citizens. This noise was enough to wake up the hungover Falcon and Viriob. People were running everywhere in a frenzy. All soon became clear. Something was definitely not right with the creatures following them. They looked like... Like zombies!
Falcon ,still hungover, starts to speak to Viriob "Dude, what are those things?" "Well..." Viriob starts to answer "I believe they are the zombies that were being held in captivity in the local mineshaft on the mountain. Although, I'm sure they assured us that there was no chance that they would ever escape..." "Those liars!" Falcon starts to shout. "They have doomed us all to death! Death!" In amongst the crowds of people running was a big blue frog with a surprisingly long tongue. Falcon and Viriob quickly stumble to their feet to find themselves being approached by hordes of these zombie people. The frog stops beside them for a minute and starts to speak "Guys! Do you just want to be torn to peices by those things?! Run before it's too late!" With that said he starts to join the crowds again. "Viriob, what do you think he means by torn to peices?" asks a slightly nervous Falcon. As this was said a litle kid was grabbed by a zombie and torn to shreds. Limb by limb it was ripped apart before being eaten alive. "Now might be a good time to go, Falcon!" exclaims the seriously scared archer. They turn and run, joining the frog and the crowds.