just like the dogs we feed

In the headquarters of the zombies, there was a night just like any other, only here, the night was eerily quiet. 

There wasn't a single zombie on the streets, nor could one hear a cat's meow, nor could one see a single bird in flight.

In a towering tower in a designated area of the city, Chloe stood silently. Before her lay a pool of blood, countless droplets swirling within it.

"Have you thoroughly investigated his situation?" a voice suddenly asked from the blood pool, deep and genderless.

"Just as the intelligence indicated, he has a deep connection with Sky City, but apart from that, there have been no other discoveries," Chloe replied.

Chloe wore a bracelet on her wrist. Pressing it, she projected an image filled with Clark's information.

"No need to rush. He's already here. What happens next is within our control," the voice said, and Chloe promptly left.