Asher sniffed lightly. A human was near... OK, maybe this one was nice. He padded closer, slow, but with a purpose. He gave a tiny screech to let the human know he was there, and then curled up in a submissive crouch and began to sing. "A, B, C, D, E, F, G..." -- alphxbet
Well, if that just wasn’t the creepiest shit he’s ever seen before. Nick would have shot the kid in the head, if well, his gun didn’t make that obnoxious out-of-bullets clicking sound everytime he pulled the trigger. Well fuck isn’t that just peachy. Frowning and backing away from the strange zombie, he ran off before anything bad could happen.















