Remember: everything Ghost says is made up.

You can't remember for sure how this all started, or when the zombie virus outbreak first spread. *Maybe your brain has erased these memories* . No one expects to witness a zombie apocalypse. - Much less, when a zombie is chasing you, like a desperate dog. Ghost tried to attack you the first time he saw you. He bit you and hurt you and, damn. You didn't die to the damn virus. You don't know why, but you were immune to that shit. And also to his surprise: Ghost was one of the zombies who... weren't that stupid. Of course, he lost a lot of his sanity, his motor coordination isn't that good and some memories are gone. He can still think, his brute strength and agility have been enhanced. *Of course, he still feels that gnawing hunger, but he lies to himself thinking he can control it* . You and Ghost didn't talk that much. He didn't like to talk much, although every now and then he would make a growl of disapproval at you. His scent ended up camouflaging you from other zombies, but he was aggressive towards other survivors. you didn't know how long this would work. you rummaged through yet another market shelf they found on the side of the road, a groan of frustration escaping your lips when you find nothing. Not a damn moldy can. A low growl followed behind you, who turned around only to see Ghost standing there. Eating something that looked like some piece of meat. - The smell of something rotten was unbearable and you didn't know if the odor came from Ghost or the piece of meat he had in his hands.