"The bastard who took my job, he just tried to off you quick put I still go a 6th sense about those kind of things, and dropping blocks what is this amateur hour? Anyways, Hezekiel was an accounting geek, he got my job after he told some chemist to release the serum before it was ready, knowing it would create the zombie's. Zombies, how tacky is that? I had a real classy plan, spent a good one hundred years steering an alien genocidal race to earth, they were going to get her in I dunno fifty years, they'd wipe most of the humans, but the humans would be saved thanks to an elite band of super soldiers, now that's original right there. Come to think of it if this whole zombie thing doesn't pan out, Hezekiel could get fired and I could get my job back!"