It had been several days since the attack that had allowed Paige to rise up from the grave as an undead ghoul. Now, with the WWE staff oblivious to her new state, as Paige is able to explain away the blood as Halloween makeup due to the upcoming holiday, she's able to easily get backstage with her former fellow mortal WWE wrestlers. Her cold silver-white eyes scanned the area, looking for either a meal or someone to infect to have join her in the permanent limbo of undeath. A bit of drool ran down those pale grey lips as she was starving, which was typical for zombies like her. Finally, she found one of her fellow female talents, a smirk forming on the Englishwoman's ghastly pale alabaster white face as she walked towards her in a slow haunting gait as she spoke, using her full English accent which was cold and reverberating like her friend Bayley's but also seductive befitting her former mortal self.

"Hey there pumpkin..." Paige drawled in a soft haunting purr.