Rachel growled in horrified disbelief at the emptiness that stood before her.  How could an entire package of eggs mysteriously vanish from the refrigerator (and worse yet, why would they take the eggs and leave the ketchup??? Those savages!)?

As she stared unblinking at the sad sight, the rest of the Walkers slowly made their way toward her and also growled their disappointment.  This was definitely NOT the way they had expected today to go.

With all the Social Distancing and mask wearing, the Living had been very uncooperative and had not been seen in quite a while so food had become scarce for the decaying Walkers.  Fortunately, they had awkwardly discovered that eggs tasted not half bad and had managed to find some inside the refrigerator.

Nevada, suspecting that someone had been there, walked around the counter toward the exit.  Most of the others followed suit and soon they were all outside, not out of curiosity but from a feeling deep inside that compelled them to walk as a group.  Once they were all outside, they looked at each other confused and wondered why they had gone out there in the first place.

Nevada, undeterred, looked around the backyard for anything that seemed odd and was determined to stay focused.  Some of the Walkers began to growl and made gurgling noises as they caught sight of some movement in the bushes.  Nevada refused to lose his focus as the other Walkers began chasing after a long-eared creature.  As the rabbit ran by him, he momentarily lost his train of thought and noticed that the rabbit was wearing a medical mask and carrying a highly colourful basket.  Annoyed, he hissed at it and returned his attention to finding something that seemed suspicious and out of place (apparently, the medical mask was not enough…).

The rest of the Walkers after getting stuck on some trees (which brought bad memories for some of them…) gave up their chase and watched helplessly as the basket-carrying rabbit jumped over the fence and leapt down the street.  In the distance, they heard it tauntingly proclaim as it hopped out of sight: “Happy Easter to all, and to all a g— (Whatever!…).”  The Walkers grumbled as they ignored the rabbit’s taunts and turned their attention back to more important things (namely to figure out what important things were…).  Without something to maintain their attention, they spread around the yard looking at the green grass and trees.

Defeated, they all blundered back toward the kitchen.  Nevada, who until now had been unaware of the strange occurrences with the jolly bunny, noticed the rest of the Walkers heading back inside and decided to follow along.  As he made his way toward the door, he tripped and almost fell over a very confused Tumbleweed.  Nevada stared at it intently. The Tumbleweed stared back.  Frustrated, Nevada left the Tumbleweed and headed inside.

As the door closed behind Nevada, the Tumbleweed stared at the house with so many questions. Why was it here?  Where did it come from?  What was its purpose? 

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(And, most importantly, who was going to take all those darn coloured eggs off its branches???)