He flicks a switch. The Dyson roars to life. A zombie shambles into frame. The vacuum hose attaches to its forehead. The zombie’s face gets sucked into the canister like a sad, gray smoothie.

Gary the zombie, still on fire, gives two thumbs up. One thumb falls off. He shrugs.

The Y fell off my shirt, not my brain.

(whispering to himself) Suction on three. Revolution on two. Screaming on one. God , I’m good at the apocalypse.

The Best Apocalypse Ever - Ep. 6 CREATOR: Dezgemadev SCENE: The Mall of America – Now a fortress of junk food and regret.

Gary’s been weird since he turned. I think he’s trying to do comedy now.

Same thing!

Was that… Gary?