It's a normal week for Ricardo, Alicia, and Sofia. They spend a lot of it focused on taking care of Andre, and when they're not doing that, Sofia keeps busy organizing things around the house and beginning a project to re-decorate her bedroom, Ricardo is making inroads to do more training around the area, and Alicia is working on her designs. All in all, it's for the most part, a productive, nice enough week spent busy around the house.

Ricardo spends Sunday on the phone, calling various contacts, looking for more interest in his skills- training, commentating, managing, wrestling, whatever's needed. He's pleased with the list of places he finds interested in having him, even sends a few emails to follow up with some he's talked with earlier in the week. Alicia and Sofia are half-watching Wrestlemania Backlash in the other room, and he plans on wrapping up and going to watch Roman vs Cesaro when it starts, but for now, he's too busy, too focused on the growing list before him to be too interested in the rest. He can always rewatch later.

But then there's a knock on the door and Alicia peeks in with a disturbed look on her face. "Hey, Ricardo, can you come here a minute?"

There's something about her voice that immediately draws him away from the next phone call he was about to make. "Huh? Is everything ok?"

She wavers at this. "Well, yes, and no," she mumbles, holding her hand out to him. "Please come?"

He blinks and slowly reaches out to her, lacing their fingers together and allowing her to pull him to his feet. He follows her to the living room and they stand there, watching, as Miz vs Damien Priest begins. Except, it's not an ordinary match with ordinary lumberjacks. No, there are zombies. He turns to look at Alicia, then Sofia, and they both look as weirded out as he feels. Something seems to be stopping the undead from entering the ring, however, allowing the match to carry on almost normally except for whenever Miz or Priest end up on the outside.

Then Morrison returns, takes out a handful of zombies with his various highflying moves, diving around the ring, off the barricade, it's almost impressive- but then more zombies snag him, drag him off of the barricade, and- he's not seen again. Ricardo blinks, hard, as Miz, unaware of his best friend's fate, continues to fight Damien- and ultimately loses. Priest escapes the ring, watching on as Miz is converged upon by a pile of zombies,, and...

Ricardo doesn't realize he's been holding his breath until the cameras cut off, glancing over at Alicia. "Did... did Mike and John just get eaten by zombies or was I hallucinating things?"

She looks pale, her lips pressed tight together. "Well, if you were, we all were," she says, blinking hard. "What in the hell?"

Yeah. Ricardo shifts on his feet, swallowing hard as he stares at the screen in disbelief. What in the hell, indeed.