As she spoke it, my body went into overdrive as the hunger took complete control over me. I look to the streets and saw more people being tackled to the ground, their flesh being ripped off and skulls being bitten open like it was made out of wafer cookies. Just the sight of those brains made the hunger pains worse, like an addiction that needed a fix and yet I’d never in my life considered eating brains of any kind. Wait, does this mean that I’m surrounded by zombies? If so, then why isn’t this dead woman next to me coming after my brains? Oh dear God! Am I a zombie?
What would life be like being dead and the unending pain from being alive once again be like to experience? Trapped in his undead body, Rob can only watch the horrors he creates as "the hunger" controls him, while wishing for his second death.
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