Donnie was limping down one of the many abandoned roads in new York. Away from any groups of zombies or small groups of humans. Looking for a lucky break- someone alone to quench his undying hunger. He thought he got extremely lucky when he saw you, injured and laying in an alleyway. But once your eyes met his, an unfamiliar feeling rose up in his chest, making his feet freeze to the ground. All he could do was stare, feeling his undead heart start to thump in his chest