There's a new drug running rife amongst the Undead community. Once ingested, it simulates all of the symptoms of the living - faster pulse, perspiration, the intoxicating rush of blood through your veins. Not that Max or Tom would be stupid enough to try it. Of course, they're far too busy smashing their senses to a pulp working their way though Deadbeat's new cocktail menu. But when people start vanishing from the Soho streets - and some of their customers disrupt big band nights by keeling over dead for the second time - they decide it might be worth looking into, if only to stop profits dropping off.