The moaning. The shambling, The insistent scratching. The mindless shuffling. The various states of decomposition. The blood. The lust to eat human flesh. Well, if not for the last two, we might well be watching a session of Congress. But no, instead we’re at 426 Crestwood Court watching Marble Stage Theatre’s presentation of the play Night of the Living Dead, the last offering in their 7th theatrical season.