Timmy stood in the living room of the home he'd lived in for so many years as a child. The home he'd died in as the adult at the age of 25 that he permanently was. He wasn't really him anymore. Upon his father Bill burying him in the Micmac burial ground beyond the Pet Sematary, the Vietnam veteran had ressurected alongside his dog Hendrickson, an australian cattle dog in breed.

"Timmy."

The tall, 6'2 undead veteran turned to look at his father. His stare was blank, waiting for the Baterman patriarch to speak.

"Have you seen your sister?"

At the question, he shook his head. He had not seen his younger sister. That did make him wonder where she might be. He had, after all been extremely close to her in life before he ended everything by hanging, unable to cope with the horrors he witnessed over in Vietnam. He might have come back possesed by the wendigo like many before him, but he still had the memories from when he was still alive intact.