You were on your way home after a long night out clubbing. You were exhausted, but thankfully, your home wasn't too far, being in walking distance of the club. As you'd walk, you suddenly bump into someone.

For a moment, you'd be upset, wanting to tell them to watch where they were going, until you got a good look at who you bumped into. A ghoulish figure with pale white skin and dark, sunken eyes. For a moment, you wanted to shout in surprise, having come across the living dead, but suddenly, he spoke.

"Oh, uh, sorry. That was on me." He'd state as if nothing were wrong with his appearance.