Dimly lit room, Carter on a steel slab, with the Evil professor working on his body, welding steel body parts to where the zombies had eaten them.
Evil Professor: laughing maniacally. My creation is almost complete.
Carter: Wah...What’s going on?
Evil Professor: Shut up. I’m currently welding your new arm on.
Carter: Woah. The afterlife sure is freaky.
Evil Professor: What do you mean, the afterlife?
Carter: I... I died
Evil Professor: Oh, that. Yeah. You died. But I brought you back to life so it’s all okay now.
Carter: You what? Wait, hang on. Why are attatching that to my arm? What’s up with my arm?! It’s all metal!
Evil Professor: You’re a cyborg now. So what?
Carter: Come again?
Evil Professor: (very slowly) You are a cyborg now. I brought you back to life. Lamington?
Carter: I’m right, thanks...
Evil Professor: Suit yourself.
Carter: Can I sit up now, please?
Evil Professor: Go for it. (Carter sits up slowly) Now. I have a job for you, my cyborg.
Carter: What is it and when did I become yours?
Evil Professor: I saved you, brought you back to life. You’re now under my control.
Carter: Okay...
Evil Professor: I need you to infiltrate your friends’ group. There’s something fishy about the boy.
Carter: How do you know about them? And they left me there to die!
Evil Professor: Details, details. Now, go do it. You wont regret it, trust me.
Carter: Okay. Fine. But I ought to get something out of this.
Evil Professor: You will. Trust me.
FADE OUT
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An amateur zombie film
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