So one night when the moon was full and the candy store was empty, the candy zombie came out.
Anyway, to get this story back on track, the candy zombie had a special key. He looked everywhere for it.
Finally, he found it in his shoe. Apparently candy zombies are very security conscious.
So the candy zombie took the special key and opened the door to the candy store. Then HE ATE EVERYTHING IN THE FREAKING STORE. Oh, my gosh. ("Oh, my gosh," is a direct quote from Cressy, the erstwhile director. She was truly shocked at the direction that her own story was taking. That nasty, awful, dreadful candy zombie ate ALL THE CANDY IN THE CANDY STORE. Horrors abounding!)
Yes, the candy zombie consumed every last bit of candy in the store. He shuffled happily off into the sunrise, wondering if he could find some early morning brains with milk and cereal. (Definitely not a bran cereal because that tastes like grass that someone threw into the bowl and farted on it. Possibly it had nuclear fall out too.)
But when the candy store owner came back he was really upset. He cried. Then he ran away from the candy store and became a politician. And he never ate candy again. (For a seven year old this is truly a fate worse than death.)