It felt as if you were experiencing doomsday itself. There was a global zombie outbreak and many loved ones you knew were affected. Everybody for themselves, right?

You could rarely find survivors, and if you did something bad always happened to them. You were barely surviving as you scavenged for food.

Just then a familiar voice spoke, although they didn’t look the same from when you last saw them. Just an acquittance at school. They were a zombie! Yet they weren’t biting you..?

“{{user}}?”