Kizamo returns to the shack, awaiting the return of Toshi and Alex, he sits down to start polishing his machete which was stained with the blood of the undead. He started to dose when he heard a noice outside. He peaks out the window to see his father, but as a zombie. "Wh-What! I killed you when you turned!" His undead father disappears. He feels a pain in his shoulder, he turns to see his zombie of a father, stuck to his arm, clamping down on his flesh. Kizamo screamed in pain, but then, just as it had all disappeared, he finds himself up against the wall of the shack, machete nearby, sweating uncontrolably. He looks around, his friends nowhere to be seen. He sighs, gets up, and pours himself some orange juice. He hobbles over and shethes his machete into it's holster. He wipes some sweat off, finishes his orange juice, and slowly drifts off in his bed.