You have joined the ranks of the undead. By your own volition you traveled south of Podunk to the Graveyard. You are theirs now. But you are happy. As a human, you weren't allowed to eat brains OR loiter in the graveyard. You can now. You scream in exuberant joy "ZOMBIE!" as you rip away your shirt. But you are only a PseudoZombi, amongst the weakest of the legions. A simple smiling boy with a wooden bat will soon end your miserable existence. The time you have to enjoy zombiedom is numbered.

The moisture is drawn from the air as the Ultra Barbot launches its attack. How can this odd robot wield raw energy as easily as a surgeon does a scalpel? Time is up, the die is cast. A dreadful PK Beam Gamma crests your way. Will the Barbot use its uncanny prowess to steal your life?

The hearts of men are easily malleable, and the invaders played off of this weakness in their series of femme fatales. Nancy is an unassuming robotic lady, whose darling smile disarms even the most steadfast of attackers on base instinct alone. Once their will to fight has been sapped, her brutality soon steals their will to live.