"...no, I don't think that." He was bemused for a moment, until he realised what the boy must be talking about. The zombies had almost slipped his mind now they had competition. "I'm sure I'd remember being dead."

Except that he hadn't when... but that was a dream, right? Wonderful. Something else to worry about. And this was a morbid conversation to be having with a little kid.

He crouched down, to be at a better eye level. "This is all just a bit weird for me. I'm Rory, what's your name?"