Why do all of you want Sophia?

"Did you kill George?" 

The mysterious man snorted coldly, but there was no emotion in his tone, making it unclear if he sought revenge for George.

"Yes." Clark answered without hesitation.

"Good, your breathing shows no signs of disturbance, indicating you are not afraid of me. You have the right to know my name; I'm Joshua."

While standing, Joshua seemed slightly crooked, fitting his appearance as a severely injured patient. He found a chair and sat down directly.

"You are also a zombie." Clark didn't let his guard down. "Why did you come here?"

The two stared at each other.

The spaceship was rushing through the air. Black dots appeared behind, slowly closing in – the pursuing zombie vulture swarm.

Joshua didn't answer Clark's question but looked out the window.

As the zombie vulture swarm approached, Joshua became a bit impatient and muttered, "Such troublesome creatures!"