They’re outside the door…I hear them.I hear their dead legs dragging their limp feet down the hallway outside my dorm room. I used to go to class with a few of them…you know…before it happened. I’d be fine with keeping them on one side of the door and me on the other except for one little problem...I’m all out of food and I can see the school cafeteria from my window. Oh yeah, one more thing...They’re hungry too.My name is Sam and my university is full of zombies.