It caught me by surprise. I hardly hide time to react. I brought my hammer up to it's throat, but even that did little to slow the sheer blood lust of this thing. And then I was forced to look straight into it's horrid red eyes. Nothing was behind those glowing plates, nothing but hunger. And as I faced down this monstrosity, the stark reality of it hit me. This was once a man, not unlike myself. This was once a man, with a life of his own, a reputation, a name. Now, all of those are gone. All that is left is this empty shell of bone and flesh, rotting away at it's frames, looking to make me one of them. Looking to turn me into an abomination, like them. Perhaps, hoping for company? No. This thing could not know companionship. It could not know friendship. It could not know love. He may have been like me at one time. But I will never be like him. I will never let them change me into something I'm not. Even if I have to abandon all I have, I will never lose my humanity. I will never lose my individuality. And I will never lose my will to survive!



Guys... I'm addicted to zombies