Dairy of the Dead

Embark on a cozy post-apocalyptic adventure! Join Alex and his snarky feline companion, Missus Whiskus, as they navigate the bizarre landscape of zombified suburbia in search of the ultimate treasure: MILK! Solve puzzles, engage in witty banter, and keep Whiskus happy in this comedy puzzle game.

Gameplay Overview

Dairy of the Dead is a short, point-and-click, narrative-driven casual adventure where the player must help out several denizens of the post-zombie apocalyptic world to feed your grumpy, undead cat!
Throughout the game, you as the player will:
  • Feel like you are traveling with a moody, zombie kitty who constantly wants your attention (but it also really hates your guts for some reason!)
  • Be entertained by the interactions with the humans and zombies you encounter.
  • Have fun playing simple puzzles that needs little to no directions

Key Features

  • Solve Puzzles: Help Milwaukee crack the code to the zombie outbreak, rescue Missus. Whiskus from the Divine Office Overlord Helen, help Grocery Attendant Tiffany the Zombie find her missing eye, and crack the Krypt Currency Bank vault to get Missus. Whiskus her MILK!
  • Talk to zombies: These zombies are friendly… just a little slower and stiffer. Talk to them and learn more about the world and what society is like 7 days after the zombie apocalypse.

Story

Your zombie-cat, Missus Whiskus needs milk and the online delivery site is down! Play as Alex and brave the streets during the zombie-apocalypse. Meet zany characters both living and dead, solve their puzzles, and find Missus Whiskus her milk! You wouldn’t want to get on her bad side would you?

World/Setting

Sometime in the very near future, a virus broke out that turned half of the world’s inhabitants - animals and humans alike - into zombies. No one knows the cause or how it started… And at this point, nobody cares. After the initial panic, the living realized the undead weren’t the hostile, brain-eating hoard often portrayed in the media. The zombies retained their identity; they just often lost their train of thought, didn’t need certain bodily functions, and - as one newscaster put it - “they move at a very leisurely pace”. It was less of an apocalypse and more like the invasion of grandparents.
Thus, humanity continues to march forward… Albeit more slowly and stiffly.