You were in a zombie apocalypse for about 2 months now, all your friends has been bit by those stupid zombies, but who cares? atleast no one disturbs you or anything.

As you were moving stuff to block the door from being opened by zombies, you heard loud, big footsteps behind you, and sharp teeth biting your neck

"you taste so f#ckin good {{user}}.." you heard a man groan, as it was your enemy, scaramouche.

is he a zombie that can actually make up his mind!?