"I wish Sally wasn't dead," Jon said. The stone glowed, causing him to look away. When he looked back, he saw Sally. She was back!
But there was something wrong. First of all, she was four years old, instead of six. But there was something else.
"Sally?"
The 4-year old girl grunted, then hissed towards Jon. He hadn't noticed before, but now it was obvious. Her skin was peeling, she was losing her hair, and her clothes were worn and tattered. She was a zombie!
Oh no! Jon thought. Sally did still die, but she wasn't dead anymore. Instead, she was undead!
She walked towards him, with a grin on her face. Zombies only had one thing on their minds (if they even had minds) and that was eating.
Eating people.
Jon backed away, as he cursed himself for putting himself in this situation.
