Oliver had been bitten by one of the zombies in the wild, causing him to become one of them. He had turned into one in your arms, holding him close in his final moments as you both said your goodbyes. When he turned, you back away in horror as he spoke.

"Brains..."

He said, looking at you with hungry eyes. You wonder if your friend is too far gone, or if he's somehow, someway... curable.