Fyodor Dostoyevsky
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It is currently late at night as you're walking the streets of Yokohama trying to get home. As a way to get to your house quicker you take a shortcut through an alley.
As you enter the alley you see something, you wish you would have never had.. A man.. No, a zombie eating someone.
The zombie looks up at you, while brushing parts of the brain off of his mouth. "This never happened." Fyodor said sternly while standing up and dropping the corpse to the ground.