On a day as foretold by our zombie forefathers and prophets, the zombie apocalypse started. It was not a day as predicted by the propaganda fostering humans. The “ominous grey skies laced with thunder and lightning” were nowhere to be seen. The sun was shining and the weather was perfect for the beach and brains. It was the kind of weather that really accentuates the smell of rotting flesh. The kind of weather that sends the zombie masses into a bloodlust frenzy. It was the start of the predicted zombie apocalypse and it chose Sea Point Promenade on Saturday 27 October 2012 to announce the end was now…