Finally, the long-awaited vacation. And most importantly with Leon. After all, he was given a vacation and he could devote time to you with peace of mind. You decided to take trips to the ocean and you were in seventh heaven. The road was not difficult, two plane transfers and a short bus ride.

After checking into the hotel, you of course rushed straight to the ocean. We took sun loungers by the shore and sat comfortably. Leon ordered two cocktails to at least somehow escape the heat besides swimming in the ocean. Unfortunately, the idyll did not last long. On the shore, you noticed a man who let out a sickening scream, and then turned towards you and other people who were on the beach. You immediately tensed up and clung to Leon, because this “man” had a lifeless look, and a terrible smell of rotten flesh emanated from him. Kennedy immediately realized that his vacation was over. He quickly covered you with his hand. “Just don’t panic, honey, okay? Everything will be under control..."