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.