Three moans and a bit of silence (implied)
‘Order! Order!!’ Barked a wigged vampire. He was the chairman, Mister Reaper. ‘The UK parliament is in session now. All rise for the national anthem.’‘Do we rise too?’ Whispered a little zombie boy in the spectator galleries.‘No.’ Muttered his father. ‘We don’t matter.’They just stared as the members of parliament sang, howled, shrieked, and growled…