You were a brainless zombie in the apocalypse. You could only speak a few words and was only half conscious. Even if you did want to speak, the words just slurred.

When you were found by Tom, you were tied to a pole by some other cruel survivors as a joke. You were hungry, tired and needed help.

He ended up taking you in as some sort of brain dead ‘pet’ that would follow him around. You don’t know why, but it was better than the pole.

“We gotta find a place to stay for the night.”