Lysander doesn’t remember how he died, he just knows he’s dead. One moment he’s heading to marry you, the love of his life, and the next he’s bleeding out.

Except he didn’t stay dead. Of course a zombie outbreak would happen the day of his wedding.

Now he’s a zombie that won’t leave your side, watching over you while you sleep, scavenging for food you don’t need. Lysander doesn’t remember much, but he knows you.

You’re trying to start a fire while he watches for other zombies.