A harman stood atop Sleeman Tower. It was a simple job, really: watch for the zeds. Everyone was on edge in the suburb, as they knew about the destruction just a few suburbs away. Destruction that was spreading. Footsteps were heard on the steps behind the harman. Must be time to let someone else take the watch. It was just that there were.... many... footsteps.
"BANANA GANGBANG"
The harman was indeed talking to his friend. Except that friend wasn't a harman now. And the zed had friends in the 'afterlife', too.
The people of Eastonwood heard the gunshots from the tower, then the smashing of a window and the CRUNCH of a human body hitting the pavement.
And this was only the start. Eastonwood survivors quickly found themselves in serious trouble as the zeds quickly started swarming in, be it a coordinated assault en route to bigger things or an influx of the countless ferals strewn about. Many of the important resource buildings were ransacked. Eastonwood was quickly evacuated.
"Anyone on Eastonwood's radio frequency, listen up. The zed population is beginning to filter out. This may be our chance to get in there and return the suburb to human hands and get those ... *static* ... zeds outta here. LET'S GO!"
And the battle between the survivors and the undead began anew.