"Would you shut up!" Okay, it wasn't the nicest thing he could say, but having her yelling in his..her?..her head wasn't exactly making it any easier.
"I didn't say anything." Unzombie was beginning to freak out. This chick went crazy; the doc was going to get up any moment now to eat them. This was not good.
"You." George's hand pointed at the unzombie. "Sit down, stay out of the way. Don't say another word." The hand lowered, and in jerky movements, George's body was soon hovering over Simon's undead one. The drool was annoying, and the vomit smell...
He reached over and managed eventually to find the pulse. It was confusing trying to gauge the heartbeat through someone else's fingers, but he got it, or more importantly, he didn't. There wasn't a heartbeat.
"Okay. Okay." Images, thoughts, ideas, they were flooding his mind, and he looked down at George's hands. "Can you do this?" How do I get out of here, anyway?