Since I had a soft spot for zombies and my curiosity was killing me, I opted for plan Z.

Your existence gives me a headache. Go stand over there.

You’re just using me for my body.” “You don’t have a body,” I’d remind him. “Throw that in my face.” “Technically, you don’t have a face either.

I stop fighting my inner demons. We're on the same side now. T-shirt

The dead guy looked at me with wide eyes. “I can’t move my legs.” I snorted. “You can’t move your arms either, or your feet or your freaking eyelids. You’re dead.

A guy in an SUV tried to kill me.” “That’s strange.” “Why?” “Because the guy I hired doesn’t drive an SUV.” “That is strange.

Give it up? Not likely. Besides, what else would I do? I totally should have gone to Hogwart's when I had the chance.