First the sickness rotted the adults' minds Then their bodies Now they stalk the streets hunting human flesh The Holloway crew are survivors They've fought their way across London & made it to the Natural History Museum alive
- just But the fight will never end while the Enemy lives unless there's another way The kids at the museum are looking for a cure All they need are medical supplies To get them means a journey down unknown roads Roads where not only crazed hungry sickos hide in the shadows SUDDENLY IT'S NOT SO CLEAR WHO
- OR WHAT
- THEY'RE FIGHTING