The First Zombie

Once upon a time there was a boy with way too many skeletons in his closet. Admittedly a lot of those skeletons got made out of a request of his king and because those two used to be childhood friends, the boy - now the archbishop - had really no problem with... managing all that.
They say it was a plague that befell the kingdom that year. But the people know and still remember that sickness might be cruel but it does not leave bite marks. 
Nobody wants to remember the king and his friend anymore. They only remember what they had left behind. Some nightmares never truly go away even though the skeletons turned to ash long time ago. But what scares some, is an option for other. For those who dare too much. And have... somewhat... unusual appetites.