It was supposed to be a simple job. A night shift at a medical supply warehouse to help supplement the income for the farm. Bright Macintosh figured that the job sounded simple enough. Just make sure that everything was ready for the delivery drivers in the morning. What he hadn't counted on was discovering an Army cover up that was over thirty years old that would lead to the dead rising from the grave. The dead that was hungry for something he and every other living person has. Brains.