Jessica closed her eyes for a moment. The undead was indeed learning to take up their host behavior but there were some things they wouldn't be able to do.
Yes, They shouldn't be able to express feelings. They wouldn't be able to smile, laugh or cry.
So, the young boy was not one of them.
Jessica took hold of the handle of the door before looking at Jake, "I don't believe he's one of them. He's crying real hard. And I know tears are coming out. Do you think the undead can cry? ' Jake didn't look up at her. In fact, he wasn't ready to. He seemed upset and very much sad.
Her mom gave her a reassuring smile. She nodded at that and took two more guns with her. She put two guns in her pants. She got down and ran forward.
While she was on the race, she shot at the undead.
She wouldn't take a chance. She wouldn't risk it.
One of the undead lurched forward at her leg and she kicked it off and shot it on the head.
