The duo of the undead are still chillin' somewhere outside of the ZIA. Our diminutive zombie friend is getting restless (!); all of this waiting around and doing nothing but hiding from the occasional humain raiding party (and the even less frequent feasting that follows) is not doing much to help his mood.

All that waiting should not be in vain. Or so says Zeb.

- "Oh Zeb, Oh Zeb, what dost thou see upon the horizon?"

- "I don't know, but I shure hope Brian'll show up before I get so bored I decide to kill myself... again..."