Unfortunates, romeos, zeds, zombies…no matter what you call ’em, you get to be one when you die. Clio’s lost her faith. She tries to be good. She spends time in prayer. She even hears the voice of God, but she can’t figure out what God is babbling about. The zombie apocalypse isn’t helping, either. Charlie, on the other hand, doesn’t worry about faith, or jobs, or money…