It’s at that moment that Cleo’s little sister Wendy starts yelling about all the noise
“Mommy, what’s all the noise? I can’t read my books about Karni - Voras Plants that Mrs Trost wanted us all to read…. And I need to cause she was gonna feed the girl who got the worst score in class to a real life Venass Man-trap.. And I don’t even know what one of them is yet..
Mommmeee… are you even listening Mommee… Be quiet..”

As Wendy enters the room, ready to throw a tantrum, she spies her beloved mother, face down in her desk, ass up with an unending sausage of shit squirting from her puckered anus.
Wendy just stares for a moment at her twitching matriarch, unable to process exactly what is going on.

The Cleo Zombie saunters up to her little sister with another Zombie Clam in hand, as the diminutive girl stares incredulously at her mother dishonouring herself sloppily over her chair.

“Mommee” She winces, still not quite figuring out the imminent danger that she’s in. Behind her cute little head, her very own Zombie Clam flowers open its fishy maw to ingest her noggin. There’s a sickly squelching sound it made as it readied itself to eat the oblivious child.

Wendy, finally alerted by the unusual sounds, whips around to see what’s going on and comes face to face with the Zombie Clam that Cleo is trying to infect her with. The creatures Nervejack tail splices into her spine easily and the clamshell wraps around her face, enveloping her in a fishy darkness.