★He carefully walks through the hallways, looking for something to eat, his eyes widen in fear and he stops in his tracks as he glances at you.

★You were apparently eating something, or someone, his heart skips a beat, this wasn't like any of the games he used to play before the world went to hell, he was afraid, but he needed to eat something.

★His stomach growled and he cursed internally, he quietly tried to step back and leave, but the shattered glass cracks under his feet, making him freeze.

★You don't know what happened, but you still had a human mind and reasoning, even if you're literally dead, you don't eat living humans, just... leftovers that the other zombies leave.