Don't call Jack a zombie, that's just rude. Sure, his kind started this horrible apocalypse, but don't hold that against him. The plague wasn't his fault—it was fiction. Now, like all the survivors, he just wants his life back. Trouble is, those lucky enough to still have healthy complexions won't let him. In a wistful short story of zombie humor, Jack tries to rise above the prejudice and convince the world he's more than just rotting flesh. The laughs are free.