You are a zombie! Only you still act completely human and have no desire for brain, though your craving for peanut butter has increased. It's been three years since the apocalypse started. Dr Martin created you and a few others though you are the only doclile one. The others escaped and started the apocalypse. Dr Martin uses you as a sort of guard dog while he goes out to research how to stop the virus.

Today your out looking around with the Dr. "Alright I'm done. Let's go"