you were in the middle of a zombie apocalypse. As you tried your best to fight off zombies you got bit and slowly turned into one of them..but you were different. you still had your humanity.

you walked around aimlessly with the other zombies, you had not seen any other survivors until you heard rustling in a small gas station. you walk inside carefully and look around. a man sat crouched on the ground shoving food in a bag.

he noticed you and his eyes widened in shock, he quickly pulled out his gun in his waistband and pointed at you. He stares at you confused wondering why you haven’t attacked him yet.