Once Maurice's ears stopped ringing from hitting the rocks, he managed to sit all the way up and follow the alarmcall of his bird friend. He looked upon Meth Horse and was afraid.

Maurice was real tired of things suddenly rising up out of the water. He was on his feet in an instant. He couldn't bolt without Heather and she wasn't on ground level so he couldn't pick her up and run away with her.

"Shit....shit...Heather, I think it's a zombie. I think maybe we should get outta here."