The Grand Zombie Master was little disappointed. He had been quite looking forward to getting his hands on Jake Spencer once more. Jake was becoming more and more devious and treacherous, or specifically, more Crawkling in nature the longer he knew him. Jake's new skills could have proved very useful.

As it was, the Grand Zombie Master still found himself in a decent situation. He was now deep in enemy territory, in command of one of the enemies finest military spaceships. What kind of havoc was he going to wreak upon the Outer Galaxies first? Air strikes on a major city? Confusing friendly fire? Or would he go straight for the Pure Centre – the location of their White Palace, home of the Emperor and source of all their power and energy? Just think of the chaos he could cause! He sniggered at the mere thought of it and pulled a loop the loop to celebrate. His late wife Janine had been correct, this was proving to be the best holiday ever.