Zombie Apocalypse 2.2.0 and requiem XVI
What better way to celebrate that sweet, pumpkin-spiced festive time when the veil between the living code and the dead grows thin than to dig out a corpse and set it on the mortuary table for everyone to enjoy. We missed the double disinterment, so we left it two more years to marinate – and oh, how it marinated. Fermented, even. Aged like something the embalmers refuse to name.
So here it is – Zombie Apocalypse’s decades-old putrid corpse (and our oldest skeleton in the closet) is out on display again, dressed for the season in its crimson-best burial shroud.