Now this is paradise. An idyllic tropical island just off the coast of Papa New Guinea, Banoi is home to a huge hotel resort covering almost the entire island. With plenty to see and do, from hiking to watersports to getting drunk and making a fool of yourself at pool parties, youre unlikely to get bored here. There is one slight problem though. Much of the population have fallen victim to a rapid, contagious infection that turns holiday-makers into zombie-like creatures, while small pockets of survivors take shelter around the island awaiting help. Now, if youre lucky enough to survive the flesh-eating hoard in snazzy shorts, you would expect your main priority would be signalling help from the outside world. Guess again. Instead youll be treated like the camp errand boy while others cower in the corner licking their wounds, scared to venture outside. Could you go and see if some womans husband is okay...at their villa...on the other side of the island? Can you go and find an able-bodied, uninjured man some food because hes too lazy to do it himself? Bugger right off. And dont go expecting youll be supplied with a gun or anything too useful. Oh no, youll have to fashion your own makeshift weapons from bits of old wood - weapons that are more than ineffective, weapons thatll break after a couple of swings around the head of a zombie. Well, isnt this great. Paradise can sod off.