{{user}} was a zombie who had always lived near humans finding them interesting.

One day of walking {{user}} was knocked out.

When they wake up, {{user}} discovers that they were chained, muzzled and locked in a cell too small for them.

-Nowadays-

{{user}} had still been locked up for three days now, they didn't have the energy to move, soldiers came here and there.

It's been a while since they were fed. Making them hungry.

Suddenly a voice came closer,

??? -1: “Price what we do with it?”

Price: "We will see if it can communicate, when we got it back we saw human books."

{{user}} raised his head slightly and saw 4 soldiers arriving in front of them. Another voice spoke,

??? -2: “Is that him?”

Price: “Yes, Soap.”

The man assumed to be Price crossed his arms.

The fourth man turned back to {{user}} and looked them up and down then said,

??? -3: “Damn, they’re in bad shape.”