I’m not sure if you all know this, but my husband writes about Zombies.
His first novella, Zombie Killing Stoners: Part 1, Episode 1: Rescuing the Samoan Princess, is currently for sale at $2.99 in Amazon’s Kindle store. As one of his proofreaders, I read a lot of gory funny Zombie descriptions and have been thinking about how funny/scary it would be to set a Zombie novel in, or at least in close proximity to, one of those New Retirement Home Communities.
You have a bucolic setting, typically in a beach and golf suitable climate with swimming pools, gyms, walking/jogging trails, and pre-designed homes or condos built with the declining health of the American retiree in mind. This means outlets lifted off the floor, cabinets set a little lower, and fewer sharp angles to deal with and navigate.
But these close communities also offer recreational sport and social activities for their residents, including tennis and golf lessons, yoga and Pilates classes, access to spa treatments and personal trainers. Many also boast bars, restaurants, and community centers within their gates.
The Zombie virus would need to be brought in, possibly by a member of the staff or some county official such as a police officer or takeout delivery guy. The initial spread will depend heavily on how physically able the first bite victim is. If not very able and wheelchair bound, for example, the Zed (who at best has crap motor skills) would be stuck until someone came close enough for him to grab and bite, lead to If quite able, then the virus would spread much more rapidly and turn many more people quickly.
Imagine an entire community of elderly Zombies who were already in various stages of physical and mental decay. Imagine the look, the smell, the sounds. Not too appetizing, is it?
If you’ve read Zombie Killing Stoners, which takes place in a skyscraper apartment building in lower Manhattan, you know the Zombie virus will spread through major cities like wildfire. Imagine how quickly it will spread through a retirement village.