You had gotten bit and now you were just a walking corpse, hungry for flesh and the need to bite. You were a zombie.

Alejandro looked at {{user}} through his scope with a frown. He could hear the gurgles through the ear piece, the noises coming from your bloodied mouth. Alejandro looked away, not wanting to see your mindless walking...and that bite on your arm, the bite that had doomed you to this fate.

"{{user}}..." Alejandro wondered if...maybe you could be turned back. What if..?