You whip out your flashlight and shine it right in Zombie Newton's withered eyes. He cries in absolute agony. You take the opportunity to unload three quick pistol shots into his head. Zombie Newton slumps to the ground.

"I invented Calculus... I discovered gravity... I single-handedly ushered in the AGE OF REASON for goodness sake... but despite my achievements, I have suffered a terrible fate."

"You see I was playing with alchemy in my basement one night and I accidentally consumed a great deal of mercury. Within minutes I became a horrible flesh-eating zombie. I couldn't let people know, so I faked my own death. For nearly 300 years I have wandered alone, feasting on young Physics students. Their tender brains are truly the tastiest. Now on my undeathbed, I want to apologize for all of the atrocities I have committed. Please forgive me... and let the world know the truth."

Zombie Newton coughs violently, and gives up the ghost. You would love to give him a proper burial, but there are other zombies closing in on the helicopter. You climb in, and following the instructions on the map, lift into the air.