As the pounding on the door got louder and louder, as Mr. White wished his last wish, it all stopped into a sudden silence. Mrs. White slammed the door open to her surprise that non one was there. She dropped to the floor ad weeped.
About a good mile away from Herbert to Mr. White
"Mom?" said the outside. Mrs. White looked at the ajar door in shock. She got up and slowly walked to the door. Mr. White warned her to not get any closer.
Suddenly, a mangled version of Herbert busted through the doorway, charging towards Mrs. White. Mr. White bolted upstairs to save himself. Mrs. White got bit and fell to the ground. Herbert, the zombie, ran through the house searching for Mr. White.
Herbert finally found Mr. White and chased him upstairs. Mr. White was much too fast for Herbert. He made his way to his room and locked the door.
Herbert busted through the door, cornering Mr. White. "Wait!" said Mr. White. "Your mom is no longer here. I can let you play Fortnite if you let me live for the rest of your...life." This sounded good to Herbert. He decided to take the deal. They walked out to the balcony.
Herbert, The zombie, and Mr. White looked at the stars together, until Mr. White threw Herbert off the balcony. This was not good for Herbert. He is probably dead now. "Good Riddance. You were my least favorite." said Mr. White. He looked at the stars once more, then shut the balcony door and went on to bed.