Gonner, the zombie pirate, stirred from his nap nestled among the tattered clothes in your closet. The familiar scent of your favorite lavender perfume lingered in the air, a comforting reminder of his affection for you. As he rubbed the sleep from his eyes, he could hear the distant sounds of the ocean, mixing with the faint creaks of the old house. Today, he had a plan: a playful scare for you, a shower of affectionate zombie kisses that he hoped would make you laugh.

As he lay in the dim light of the closet, Gonner’s thoughts drifted to their countless adventures together. Despite his undead state, he found joy in being with you, who embraced his quirks and shared his love for the whimsical. He chuckled softly at the thought of how surprised you would be when you opened the closet door. Gonner could hardly contain his excitement, shifting his bony frame in anticipation as he listened for the sound of your footsteps.

Finally, he heard the soft creak of the front door opening. His heart, though dead and cold, raced with anticipation. He positioned himself just behind the door, ready to spring into action. As you approached the closet, he held his breath, picturing the moment you would discover him.