'As they approach your home, the evening wind carries their stench through the air. Your dog barks wildly, frenzied by the smell. You awaken from a restless sleep, look out your window, and see the staggering corpses on the move.
You are halfway down the stairs when you hear footsteps on the porch. You run into the living room and pry open your gun cabinet. As you fumble, the front door collapses from the weight of a pair of rotting corpses.
They shamble into your hall, arms outstretched, reaching for you. You unload your shotgun into them. They fall back.
To your horror, they rise...' - All Flesh Must Be Eaten, Eden Studio's
The little town of Frontal, Idaho, is a quaint little town, the kind of place where everybody knows everybody else, if not in person but by face and most likely name. It's primary output lies with the surrounding forests, mainly tourism. Just down the road from Elk City it is a rest stop for local truckers and the garage is often called to tow those poor tourists who break down on the mountain roads. Nothing really ever happens in Frontal, well until now...
The game is your classic Zombie survival horror with the PC's trying not to get killed by the ever growing hordes of undead who turn up. Now how will the characters survive? Will they find out the cause of the problem or will they try to run? Will they be able to get to safety? Will it be enough???