I’m buried beneath pillows and blankets. There’s no seeing me because I’m dead, you understand. I was killed generations ago. She sets up an iPod or something and plays the music from level 1 of Altered Beast. She yells “Rise from your grave!” and I emerge clothed. I let loose articles of clothing until I’m on her and in my most animalistic state.

I’m buried beneath pillows and blankets. There’s no seeing me because I’m dead, you understand. I was killed generations ago. She sets up an iPod or something and plays the music from level 1 of Altered Beast. She yells “Rise from your grave!” and I emerge clothed. I let loose articles of clothing until I’m on her and in my most animalistic state.