There was a 19-year-old man named Mack who looked like a zombie. He had red eyes, black hair, and eight fingers. Everyone was very scared of Mack. He lived all alone in a striped lighthouse.
Mack wasn’t a scary person at all. He loved all the things that everybody else loved. He would sing and dance to his favorite music. He would draw. So he put on an art show and everyone came.
They saw his art and learned he was not scary at all. Mack was very glad that everyone was his friend. He wondered what the next picture he would draw should be.