^ Working title for Graphic Novel I'm writing. Here is the first three pages of what I have so far. Comments and question encouraged.

Page 1:
Panel One:
James is waking up late; he is grasping his head in one hand due the disorientation from oversleeping and hearing the sounds of angry murmurs coming from the kitchen down the hall. It is around 10 o'clock in the morning, and the room is well light even though the curtains are still drawn due to their thin texture. He is wearing a plain grey shirt and his boxers.
TB: Wake up late.

Panel 2:James turns to examine his digital alarm clock, which was meant to wake him up a few hours prior, but didn't as there was a power outage during the night. The clock is displaying the time passed since it reset itself. So I guess it would be displaying a time of about 4:12am or something that would be logical in both begin a reasonable time from when the power went out and being a time that is incongruent with the sunlight coming in so it's obvious that it's not the correct time being displayed. James is clearly annoyed by this inconvenience and blames the clock for not taking him on time.

TB: Missed the alarm. Must have been a power outage last night. Shell's going to be super pissed I missed meeting up with her.

Panel 3:Close up of James' phone as he checks for messages. None are there.

TB: She didn't text me back, even better.

Panel 4: James is sitting on the end of his bed

TB: TV is out, Great. I guess all the electronics are fucked. Christ.

Page 2:this page needs more spacing out but I can do that shiz, laters.

Panel 1:
TB: Can hear parents fighting in the kitchen from here; God. My luck there won't be any milk and I'll have to go all the way to the corner store and back just so I can have something to eat. I don't think this morning could get any...

Page 3: This a point of view shot of James opening the door to see the most disturbing and horrifying thing he has seen or probably ever will see in his life. He is walking in at a certain point so ill put some back story as to what has happened beforehand.
A zombiefied next door neighbour, who was once Mrs. (I dunno, last names are hard) has stumbled into the house through a door and has attacked James's mother and horribly mutilated her. I'm thinking bite to the face and large scratches to her left arm. James' father has run to aid James' mother but is also attacked by the neighbour, pushed back against the kitchen bench and bite deep into his neck. With his blood pouring from his oesophagus and the life draining from him the zombie neighbour starts work on eating the rest of him starting with biting off his left hand digits one by one.

During this time James' mother starts to pick herself off the floor but something is different with her, the way she doesn't seem to react to the massive pain she must be feeling in her arm and face, the way her bodies positioned itself in some strange stiff looking stance but mainly it's the way she stumbles towards her dying husband and looks into his pleading eyes not with a sense of sorrow or sadness but with a look immense hunger. James' mother makes her way next to her 'moments before' attacker and starts to bite into her husband's stomach and that starts pulling at his insides with her bare hands and eating his entrails in regular zombie fashion. As his eyes begin to fade away, the look in James' father's eyes shows the look of utmost disbelief, eaten to death by his wife and neighbour on a regular morning. Finally after what to him seems like forever his head lowers and he is continued to have his intestines feasted upon by the woman he once loved and the woman he spent 6 years living next door too.

Oh yeah, and this is about where James walks in.

TB: ...Worse