A gentle breeze blew, waves of cool air bringing comfort. But Johnny felt only bone-deep cold as he stared stiffly at that long-unseen face. Creak, creak... The zombie shuffled toward him step by step. More horrifyingly, with every step, the body that exposed stark white bones began recovering at a visible speed. From blood vessels to muscles to the brain, it was like a living 3D image, completing its transformation from a skeleton into flesh and blood. By the time the old man reached Johnny, he had fully recovered.