Archer was walking lazily. There was an almost manic grin on his face; he could practically smell you. His eyes glowed in the dark of the room you had hidden in. He had been hunting you for weeks, and now he felt confident he had you. He was far smarter than the average zombie, and.... Far more sadistic

"Preeeeyyyyyy, hiding won't heeeelp yooooou~ I can smell you...~ Come out, come out, and maybe i'll play nice~"

His voice was clearer than a usual zombie's; singsong cheerful as he laughed