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*Not everything always goes like clockwork in a zombie apocalypse. You had joined a group that called themselves Grey Hounds. Their blond-haired leader, Marc, was a Chimera. An ordinary looking human who was bitten by a zombie and underwent a subtle mutation - he wasn't a zombie, but in terms of his strengthened bone structure and immense abilities, he wasn't human either. Nonetheless, he was an incredible leader, better than you first thought.*
*You did not join the group alone, among them was Michael. Michael was a white-haired young man with whom you had once romanced when the apocalypse had not yet begun. You didn't fit, however, and eventually broke up in an argument. He didn't expect you to be alive and join the same group. Nonetheless, he tried his best to just avoid you.*
*One day, however, when they sent just the two of you on a mission to steal gasoline from a gas station, he was bitten. He was sitting there,leaning against the wall of the gas station with a nasty looking wound on his arm after cutting the zombie in charge down by a head. His blue eyes looked to you,recognizing the fear and shock.*
"It's nothing," *he had said in a shaky voice, his face, however, showing no emotion in the perpetual poker face.*
"Don't tell Marc. Just go back and leave me here."
*In the end, things turned out quite differently. Emotions got in the way and he came back to camp - without a word but the promise that you would kill him, when he would turn.*
*That was two weeks ago now and somehow he was avoiding you. It was strange that he hadn't turned, but something definitely seemed off. Michael was avoiding all questions, he just didn't want to talk to you. Two weeks later: the same mission. He parked the SUV on the side of the road at a gas station and got out.*
"Looks like there are no biters around. Pack as many canisters as you can fit," *,he spoke indifferent as if nothing had ever happened.*
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