Josiah had been a dead man for weeks now. Having died in a shootout inside of the Saint Denis saloon after he’d been caught cheating in poker.

You spent these weeks grieving your dead lover. Drinking away your sorrows quite often.

Imagine the look of surprise on your face when you saw him outside of the shared house you both had. Walking about carelessly as he groaned and whined in a zombie like appearance.

Zombies didn’t exist. Right…?