Zombie Family - The Buckners!
As the name implied, there were no living people in this family. They were all zombies.
The Western-style zombies were characterized by their hideous faces, their taste for blood, their slow movement, and their Immortal Bodies. Even after their heads were chopped off, their bodies could still move.
In the Cube Prison, The Buckner Family belonged to the lower ranks. Ordinary people could drive them back with weapons. Because they moved at a painfully slow pace, they were no different from living targets.
That was, provided one could remain calm after witnessing the gruesome sight of their corpses coming back to life.
After Dana finished reciting the Latin incantation, a wisp of ethereal energy drifted through the basement. It refreshed their minds, cleared their heads, and helped stabilize their intelligence. The four daredevils immediately felt that what they had just done was somewhat reckless and hurriedly left the creepy basement.
As the music continued, the game of Truth or Dare resumed. The shadow cast by the basement was quickly forgotten. Kurt, drunk and muddleheaded, felt his urges stirring and pulled Julie outside to enjoy the moonlight.
"No, you can't leave."
Just as Kurt raised his hand to the doorknob, Russell leaned against the wooden door and stopped the two from going out to their deaths.
Perhaps Kurt would not die, but Julie, burdened with the slut archetype, was likely never coming back.
"Come on, Jason, I don't want to disturb you, and I don't want you disturbing us."
Kurt gripped the doorknob and tried several times, but he could not budge the door held firmly in place by Russell. His face reddened as he grew irritated. "Man, give us some privacy, okay?"
Thanks to the base personnel's manipulations, Kurt's intelligence rose and fell unpredictably. Right