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Before the outbreak Hentemann was an accountant. He loved his job, finding numbers easier to deal with then people.
But poor Hentemann was always overlooked for promotions, and his naive attempts to flirt with co-workers were always turned down. This slowly turned to bitterness, and he used to dream of doing things to his co-workers. Bad things. But he never did, no matter how much he wanted to.
Then came the outbreak. He died, which is not a surprise, for a lot of people died in the beginning, and a lot of people still do! When he woke up, he didn't know what was happening. For the first time in years, he was strong and people were afraid of him. He liked this. It is so much easier being dead, so much less to worry about. He went to work as normal, taking his briefcase as always. When he got there, he was surprised that no-one else was there!
What was Hentemann to do? He tried to do some sums, but his dead hands found it hard to use the computer. Then the power went. Alone in the darkened office, an idea came to him, lighting up inside his cold dead mind! He would walk around the city and try and find his old colleagues! That way he could let them know how upset they had made him. He picked up his briefcase and set out to find them all.
As time went on, he thought less and less about the people he used to work with. He found the other people of the city much more fun! They would make strange noises and trying to run away from him. This made him laugh. Sometimes, they would use a gun and knock him over. This also made him laugh, as he would just stand back up, pick up his briefcase and find some new food to play with.
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Since then, he has formed a friendship (as much as a Zombie can) with some other dispossessed detritus of Malton, and they call themselves The Laughing Dead. For they both laugh, and are dead! Aren't these zombies clever! I think so, don't you?
Hentemann has now (un)lived as a zombie for some time now. So much so, that he likes not having to worry about that icky breathing thing, or the strange fluttering in his chest. With his dried and shrivelled brain rattling in his skull, this does not normally bother him. But sometimes, sometimes the food catches him out, especially when he's snacking at a needle house.
When this happens he gets sad. But then he remembers how fun games are! He likes playing games, and he thinks the food must like them too, as they keep asking him back to play with them! His favourite game at the moment is Tennis, but he thinks he may be getting the rules wrong.
And he can't find any tennis balls.
He likes his new friends, especially the Hahtdahg. Hahtdahg is nice to Hentemann, even if it call Hentemann his Dahg. This is ok, because Hentemann likes Hahtdahg, and Hahtdahg likes him. Hahtdahg is always happy, and wears a big hat that says 'Woof!'. This makes Hentemann happy too. Sometimes, the Hahtdahg is not as happy as normal, and cries big blue tears. This makes Hentemann unhappy, so together they look for food, or find a new game to play to cheer them up.
Luckily for them, the needle house and all the buildings near them have lots of food, and fun people to play with. So Hentemann, Hahtdahg and the rest of his The Laughing Dead friends are happy more then they are not.
This is good.
Hentemann looks forward to meeting new food, or new friends, why don't you come and say hello?
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