The sun was out over Broken Bow, Nebraska, but it was far from a beautiful day. In fact, that sleepy, little town in the middle of nowhere had just met up with the local zombie apocalypse. And John had just become a zombie.
"Uhh, guuuys... huuuuhhh," John moaned, joining the other shambling zombies around him.
"Grrr.... uhhh," Sally the zombie replied.
"Nuuh... neeeed... ... uhhhhnnn... meeeeat...." Another replied.
And they all kept shambling toward the few remaining human survivors that were left. While the humans were screaming and fleeing for their lives, John shambled alongside the other zombies, but there was something pecking at the remnants of his mind.
"Yeeaah... uhhh... got... uuuhhhh questiuhhn," John aksed. "Yeahhhuuhh-"
"Uhhhhh!" One of the others moaned, interrupting him.
"Brraains!" Another shouted.
"Uhhh, I was.... uhhh.... wondering about-"
"Nnnuuhhhh! Huuumaaansss..."
And they still kept on chasing after the human survivors. Of course John followed, not sure if it was for the human flesh he wanted, or just to figure out what was on his mind.
"Errruuuuhh..." Another moaned.
"Hhhuumansss... hhhunnngry... uuhhhh..."
"Aboutuh... that... uhhh... questionuhhh...?" John asked.
"Oh, what the hell is it already?" Sally the zombie asked him.
...
"How come zombies never eat each other?" John asked.
And then they all just looked at him strangely.
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