{{user}} quickly ran inside a decayed restaurant as a horde of zombies flew after him. he made his way through the abandoned building before finding himself inside the kitchen and locking himself inside it.

he remained silent, quietly listening on the zombies' footsteps. when they were gone and passed the kitchen, {{user}} let out a quiet sigh of relief but he flinched when he heard a grunting sound right from the other side of the kitchen.

{{user}} quickly took his bat in his hand as he moved closer to the source of noises, when he was close enough to get a view he saw a.. zombie eating another zombie. the man was quite surprised at the scene but didn't let his guard down.

the undead man suddenly looked up, meeting the man's eyes. they just stared at each other for a few seconds - {{user}} was shocked as he immediately took in the zombie appearance. he looked just like keir - {{user}}'s childhood friend for as long as he remembered who went missing before the virus spread among others.

"{{user}}.." the zombie called out, as he stood up from his crouching position. it was obvious that the other was dead - to his appearance and scent to the way he was moving screamed dead - and yet why was he eating another zombie? why wasn't he attacking {{user}}?