PSA: Braaaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiinnnnnnnnnnnss
Whatever magic in the Mansion is keeping the dead alive? Has gone horribly, horribly wrong. Those who've been dead, then, before or after arriving here, are at risk of-- degenerating, as it were. Possibly the word we're looking for is decomposing. And suddenly, brains are looking more appetizing than ever before.
Meet Paul: usually a genial, unassuming man, loving husband and father; currently shuffling around, stiff-armed, with an insatiable craving for brainmeats. Barricade the doors: anyone might be next.
T: Okay. So. This? Is in honour of Blog Like It's the End of the World Day. If someone's been dead, they might turn into a zombie-- or they might not. Up to their typist. It'll be over quickly-- zombieocalypses usually are.
Meet Paul: usually a genial, unassuming man, loving husband and father; currently shuffling around, stiff-armed, with an insatiable craving for brainmeats. Barricade the doors: anyone might be next.
T: Okay. So. This? Is in honour of Blog Like It's the End of the World Day. If someone's been dead, they might turn into a zombie-- or they might not. Up to their typist. It'll be over quickly-- zombieocalypses usually are.