This Family Falls Apart Without Me

Good news: I've been reborn.

Bad news: I've been reborn as a zombie.

I clawed my way out of the grave with my bare hands.

My grandson, who was offering incense and praying, was so scared that he was rushed to the ICU overnight.

After a bit of disguise, I carried a fruit basket and snuck into the hospital.

Just in time for an eye-to-eye encounter with my grandson.

I saw my unworthy grandson clinging to the doctor's leg, saying, "Help! I think I saw my great-grandmother!"