He walked towards me, and I grinned. He looked so alive in this light. His hands reached out for me and I evaded him, running into the kitchen. We always played games like this, a cat and mouse sort of thing. He staggered in, his toothy grin glaring up at me. I smiled and waltzed around him, and he followed, just like he always did. We danced for a bit, before I wandered over to him, smiling and looking into his glassy, clouded eyes as I lifted the hefty axe over my head and hacked his decaying, undead head off.