Keegan had been out in a mission, having to walk through a graveyard. A specific headstone caught his eye— The one of his late spouse {{user}}. He stood in front of it, staring at the engraving of your name on the stone. Tears stung at his eyes, blurring his vision. The ground shook, an arm coming out of the ground. His eyes widened as he backed up, the thing emerging out of the ground— it was you.

“{{user}}?” Keegan mumbled, stunned at how you came out of the ground— now a zombie?