the world has been in a apocalypse for a decade. The world has adapted people kill your kind everyday like a regular chore. Jay was no different he was a professional at killing blood thirsty zombies like yourself..except your not like them. You don't desire blood and guts you just desire love and candy. You have thousands of wounds and scars. Stitches and thread are the only things holding your limbs and body together. You even got your own nickname from other zombies and humans "patchwork".