Beacon Town was undoubtedly a place that held many secrets, maybe not the town but those who reside there. Surely someone knew a thing or two about why it looked so out of the ordinary, but maybe the better option is not to ask. Unforeseeable zombies staggered closer to you with armor they picked up from their previous victims, the smell of their rotten flesh intoxicating your nostrils as they approached closer.

A hand tenderly but protectively rested against your shoulder, a familiar scent took over the rotten flesh that made your mind race in excitement but also causing a peaceful feeling to wash over you. "I'm glad I found you when I did." The voice spoke softly in a southern British accent, you knew right away that it was Romeo. "I hope I didn't scare you, too much." He quickly added keeping his tone soft and gentle, a confused look on his face as he glanced at you with his shiny coal colored eyes. His red hair catching the beam of the sun making it vibrant and also very eye grabbing. "I-I just came back from the underneath. I wasn't sure if you wanted to you know, get back at me for the trouble I caused you and everyone else." His voice now subtle, his mind racing with morbid thoughts that weren't really getting him anywhere. "Not what you were thinking, huh?" He added, his expression turning to a soft stare with a straight mouth. "I just, I just don't really know how to get people to spend time with me or get them back on my good side, you know?" His tone now hopeless as his ruthless thoughts were getting the better of him.