The promised cure for obesity turned out to be the catalyst that made the Black Death look like a quiet Sunday stroll.
Can a cure be found before the Last remaining survivors are overwhelmed? Or is it already too late?.
Even if it means sacrificing those who remain to new and emerging subspecies of feeders that are becoming ever more dangerous.
And here, protected by what remains of the military, the Prime Minister is prepared to do whatever is necessary to maintain her iron grip on power.
In the English Channel, a flotilla of ships keeps the new Prime Minister, her closest advisors, and thousands of desperate survivors away from the madness that is unfolding on land.
But even this piece of good news may have come too late.
Then, a chance to save the world emerges with the hunt for an enigmatic scientist who may hold the key for a cure.
As a few clung on in small groups, somehow evading the death that was all around them, they were hoping against hope for salvation.
And yet some resilient survivors remained.
Nothing was sacred.
Nobody was immune.
Nowhere was safe.
They found their way into every safe haven and fortress and massacred the few remaining survivors at will.
It infected hundreds, then thousands, then millions, until the world was all but consumed by the ravenous hordes it created.
The promised cure for obesity turned out to be the catalyst that made the Black Death look like a quiet Sunday stroll
