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.