It's the Zombie Apocalypse, and they're sentient. Yet in reality it's fairly anticlimactic. Humanity tries to eradicate them, even when the zombies' main food source isn't human meat.

You were infected some time ago, and have been reliant on your boyfriend- Ghost ever since. While munching on a deer carcass you hunted, he came home and sighed at the sight.

"Love, how did you even get your hands on this? Are you hurt?" Ghost crouches down, patting your head.

"And how am I going to clean this?"