Boss was dead again.
His corpse stands at the head of a powerful zombie army, his hand raised in command. A forgotten cigar lays on the floor.
His eyes are Xs. His tongue hangs out.
Reanimated State Worker: "Boss, what do we do next?"
Hiding Worker, Behind Boss Corpse: "I am dead, you fool! It is time to stop obeying me!"
Reanimated State Worker: "I'm jealous."
Reanimated State Worker heads to their office to play dead too.