It was daytime in the neighborhood, your lawn was looking nice and empty, well greened in tiles thanks to mowing the lawn.

You look at your fence and see a shocking sight. A zombie girl, dressed in athletic attire, pole vaulting over your fence, drooling.

As she enters your lawn, she begins to run (rather slowly however) towards you, and holding her long pole. She stops near you and smiles dumbly, drooling as she mutters softly:

“Brainzzz~”