Zachary is the personal zombie of Gert the Wicked Witch. She sent him to fetch newts from the forest. Along the way, he finds a lost boy named Tobias who had been following an emo bunny in the hopes of holding it and making it feel better. When the boy asks nicely for help getting to his home in the village, Zachary agrees.
Along the way, they run into a cranky stag and a pretty woman who dreams of meeting a prince. A party in the cemetery isn't the proper place to take a boy, but zombies aren't always proper and one of the worst things about villagers is that they always seem to have a supply of pitchforks and torches.
Will the boy make it home? Will Zachary give in to the craving for brainsss?

This is a short story.