It’s 1983 on a cold night in Woodland City. Being a zombie is against the law. The undead have been around for almost a decade, but peaceful coexistence with “normal” people continues to fail. They hide in the forest, away from the dangerous zombie hunters.
Nights are calm and quiet, but Gloomy still tries to stay out of sight. Hunters are a real threat, but this zombie is hiding from something else as well.
Truth is, he doesn’t feel too comfortable around others of his kind. Gloomy is not entirely like other zombies. He has access to things we don’t see or understand. Nature knows he’s special.