"Aw, c'mon boys. Surely you can find it in you to let little ol' innocent me go and forget about this chest of treasure that I totally found just lying on the street?"
One autumn night a meteorite fell down onto a nondescript pumpkin field. Bathed in its strange radiation the crop mutated into hideous carnivorous creatures that began crawling about the countryside seeking prey. Once snared the victim is killed and, using their vines to control the corpse like a macabre puppet to shamble along while feeding on the soft tissue until only bones remain all the while seeking their next victim….