I was attacked today, but it wasn’t by a zombie. It was a man probably
in his forties & he thought I was either a zombie or a thief.
He was fairly incoherent; I think he’d not seen anyone alive in a really
long time. I don’t know if he could think straight anymore.
I felt sorry for him & really hated cutting his head off & lighting
him on fire, but in the end it was either him or me. I guess he was
what I’m scared I’d turn into if I was alone too long, more of an animal
than a man.
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