- Home Sweet Home
Alex was fairly pissed. He was ready to kill everyone to get revenge. ' I thought I was the only damned zombie. Guess I was wrong.' Alex thought. Right as he was going to jump into his grave, his turnee came from the gate, out of breath. "You came for answerz right?" Alex said as he walked over to his fellow Zombie. The Zombie groaned at him. Alex was confused. "Zey! Wake up!" Alex said, snapping and clapping at him but to no avail. 'Why isn't he talking? Maybe because I turned him and he wasn't already one.' Alex thought. "Ohh. Maybe I can control him?" Alex said. "Move a ztep forward."
The zombie did nothing but groan. "Well zhit he'z uselezz. Might az well put him out of hiz mizery." Alex said. He tried to bite down on the Zombie in front of him but he got a message that wasn't translatable from the system. No matter what, he couldn't bite the Zombie. 'I can't have another dead man walking waltzing around! He has to die!' Alex thought. He pushed the Zombie out the graveyard and into the street while being unseen. "May Truck-Kun have mercy on your zoul" Just as he said that, he walked away while his Zombie was getting hit by cars. He walked towards his grave.
He kept walking until he got got a translatable message.
["Dead Double" Has Worn Off]
Alex walked but was still in fear. He was walking so people didn't hear him. If he ran he was a goner. He power-walked into his grave. 'I'll wait until the cooldown resets. I'll move into a new cemetery. If that food stealer takes everything from every cemetery, I'll have no choice but to eat the living.' Alex thought. He waited a hour, bored out of his mind. He looked at the dirt in his grave and played Rock, Paper, Scissors with himself. Eventually the skill was off cooldown. He peeked out of his grave in case anyone was there looking for him. He heard nothing. This was confusing.
'Should they not inspect the area? Either it's been awhile since I've been dead or this is hell. I'm pretty sure it's option one. If it is, how much time passed?' Alex thought. He got out of his grave and picked a random deceased person to use dead double on. He moved out the cemetery and looked for a new home. He didn't know where to find a cemetery but he would ask around. He couldn't exactly get a job or go back to college. He'd be fired immediately for only sticking around 30 minutes. 'I need some food. Meat.' Alex thought.
Alex pondered on how he should get food. But he didn't care. "I need a plan. All I crave is food zo…" Alex thought for awhile. "I'll become an undead king or zomething. A Lich!" Alex was having some megalomaniatic thoughts. Maybe the fact that when he ate he got colder or because he has never been in control, but had become an megalomaniac. 'You watched zombie movies. How does it spread?' Alex then snapped his fingers. "Bloody Mazzacre! Yeah! They zteal my corpsez, I'll make a killing off of the living" Alex said.
Alex was going to speak more but saw everyone looking at him. He soon scrapped the idea of even trying massacre. He'd get shot down by the police. 'WAIT! I have an idea! If I'm a zombie, I have a chance with heightened smell. Menu!'
[Alex Watts]
[LV.2]
[HP: 10/10]
[EXP: 0/80]
[Zombie Regeneration: 2.5/ 3 minutes]
[Brains Eaten Until Power Increase: 4/20]
[Pounds Of Flesh Eaten Until HP Increase: 534/750]
[Ounces Of Blood Drinked Until Skill Level Increase: 687/ 1000]
[Amount Of Bones Eaten Until New Skill: 618/ 700]
[Amount Of Humans Entirely Eaten Until Evolution: 4/500]
"I can't tell if I have that zkill! All the rest of it iz glitched!" Alex exclaimed. 'I need to find somewhere that I can hide out. Maybe even get some food.' Alex thought. He walked around for some time while dead double was still active. 'The Orphanage. No one would be there. The fire would've made the damages unrepairable' Alex thought. He had an idea of where he was in the area and took off knowing he had about 10 minutes of dead double. While he was running, thoughts coursed through his head.
'Why am I Undead?'
'Who was that man in the fedora?'
'Why did he start the fire?'
By the time he was halfway through thinking, he already reached the orphanage. It was still very charred with the top of it having a gaping hole and had warning tape all around it. Alex did not care and jumped over that tape and immediately went inside. At that moment, a message presented itself.
["Dead Double" has worn off]
Alex had returned to his true form. A bloated, disgusting, walking, corpse.
"Home, Zweet Home. If thatz what you can call thiz" Alex said. He walked up the burned orphanage stairs to his room. One could say it was untouched. He leaped onto his bed and took a much deserved, Out-Of-Dirt, Nap. He dozed off into the day as his rest would regain him some energy.