My uncle is a giant. A giant Zombie. I haven’t seen him since the day he died so I am going to visit him today. I walked to his burial place. He puts his hand partially out of his grave. I stand on his finger and he brings me in. It looks weird at first but I feel happy that I am with him. After about 2 hours I ask if I can go home. He lifts me out and I say I will come back next week.
One Week Later.
I am back. I go in He says “Welcome to my house again. This time you will not leave. Mwahahaha!