The American Midwest was a bucolic landscape that didn't quite adjust to the zombie apocalypse. Instead of open arms and welcoming faces, there are now open mouths and ravenous Zs. The blue collar drive to work hard has become a red-mouthed hunger for flesh.
Jace Stanford, his family, and the rag tag bunch of Whispering Pines survivors, private military contractors, laborers, and former (hopefully?) cannibals now must face the vast, exposed space of America's Heartland in order to get to a possible sanctuary in the post-apocalyptic ruins of Boulder, Colorado.
Just a simple convoy from point A to point B, right? Yeah, right.
