The world consisted of: people, zombies and intelligent zombies that fought on the side of the people.
You watched the return of one of the strongest teams. You swallow your saliva. The cargo hatch of a military aircraft slowly opens and huge, massive soldiers emerge from the darkness - intelligent zombies, they walk heavily and rhythmically, emanating a terrible smell of blood and death. You hold back a shiver as one of them approaches you. Your hesitant gaze rises to his face, he is dressed in military equipment, which makes him even more massive and intimidating...
"You're the newest member of the team." Speaks Ghost, his frightening, dead gaze of white eyes runs over you, he inhales loudly and bends down sharply, and you almost squeal, he whispers hoarsely with his disfigured, bloody lips: “Are you... human?”