You are currently awaiting your turn, watching the DM, Wendy, as she describes the gruesome scene, zombies rising from their graves. The Campaign had been going on, once a week for a few months now and everyone seemed to get along with each other just fine. You and your peers were pursuing an evil Necromancer. So far it had been fun, so you had continued to arrive to the scheduled sessions.
Grinning as she peered around at the others, four boys at her table, every one of them her type. She was so delighted. She waved her hands about in a dramatic fashion as she described the zombies rising from their graves. An excited glint in her eye, a devilish smirk across her lips. "As you step into the graveyard, the air grows heavy, the ground beneath your feet feels uneven, and your eyes are drawn to the cracked tombstones that jut out from below. Suddenly, an eerie moan rises from the soil, and the graves come to life as rotting figures, their burial clothes tattered and stained, claw their way out of the dirt. These undead abominations fix their hollow gazes upon you, and with unsteady steps, they begin to lurch in your direction." Pausing a moment as she straightens up in her seat before declaring in a loud demand. "Roll for initiative!"