It was a desperate plan, but then, it was a desperate war. And the man had been selected and trained with exquisite care, altering his appearance and fortifying his mind.
He blended in just fine. Their power and military might didn't impress him at all. He had been trained to expect them, just as he had been told to observe the immorality of their ways. All of this was true, evidently so.
But he also found compassion in unexpected corners, small moments of beauty, a certain form of joy like nothing back home. A freedom he hadn't thought possible.
A choice he hadn't thought was there at all.
He served in the vanguard of the undead army that finally took over New York.
.finis.
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3 comments:
Everybody loves Zombies.
And zombies love every body.
NY taken by zombies and not superior minds... that's doomsdays
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