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Taiwan is overrun by zombies. A-Huo along with his wife, Gui-Chun, runs to a fishing harbor but misses the ferry they want to take. They decide to hide in an office of Fishermen's Association and get some rest. Gui-Chun is so exhausted. It is not until the moment when she asks him, 'what will you do if I am bitten by a zombie?' that A-Huo notices a bleeding bite on her arm.
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Taiwan is overrun by zombies. A-Huo along with his wife, Gui-Chun, runs to a fishing harbor but misses the ferry they want to take. They decide to hide in an office of Fishermen's Association and get some rest. Gui-Chun is so exhausted. It is not until the moment when she asks him, 'what will you do if I am bitten by a zombie?' that A-Huo notices a bleeding bite on her arm.

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Directed By:Ray Wu
Written By:Ray Wu, Mark Chen
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Runtime:25 minutes
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