Plants Vs. Zombies: Scorched Earth

"Again, and again, and again, and again, and again, and again. You feel like this game might never end. You feel like you've done this for millions and millions of years. That is, because, you have. And you're getting sick of it all. Every day, every night, you've been digging, plowing, and planting, waiting for an end to the madness, waiting for the ending that you so deserves. Yet it never comes. But tonight, something is different. Something is wrong. You must find your way out of this nightmare before it consumes you, once and for all."Plants Vs. Zombies: Scorched Earth is a tale of guilt, madness, terror, and flames. It is a tower defense game, much like the Plants Vs. Zombies you know and love, but with a dark, insidious twist. Featuring original edits based off Plants Vs. Zombies 2, Plants Vs. Zombies: Scorched Earth will feature new plants, new zombies, new locations, and never-before-seen original mechanics. As soon as I finish making them, at least.

Story
It has been eons since you first picked up your shovel, and started planting seeds to defend against the undead, and it has since then become a routine, a chore, and you feel neither fear of the zombies, or joy at their defeat, in fact, you no longer feel anything at all. You've been planting on since then, and the monotony has become overwhelming. You've almost attempted kill yourself hundreds of time, but every time, the urge to live pulls you back from the brink, and you are once again forced to endure this meaningless existence.

But tonight, something is very wrong.

You don't know when it began, but tonight, you noticed that things were not as they were. The night has gone on for far longer than it should have, your house, your safe-haven and jail warps and twists at the corner of your eyes, and you look back at it to see the charred and dilapidated remains of what was once your home, your mind boggles as you inspect the damage, and realizes that it had been like that for a very, very long time.

How had you not noticed that? Has your home always been like that?

But then something else caught your attention. Something terrible. A putrid smell fills your nostrils, laughter echoes across the lawn. You turn back to look at the street, and caught the glimpse of something moving towards you in the dark. A hazy, shambling form. It was dark, and shadowy, unlike the brightly colored corpses that so often roamed your lawn.

You looked at it, and it looked back at you.

And for the first time in eons, you feel it.

Fear.

Self-preservation kicks in, and you retrieve them. Your precious plant seeds. Your trusty shovel. This is it.

This is the end.

This is the final test.