James was no longer human only a zombie for the masses ; his hair, once dark blond, had turned a shade of purple that resembled dried blood. His eyes were completely white and void of life but when he smiled it was always a disturbing sight. He could move on his own, but not without aid from others. In other words he is an undead creature with a will of its own.
Lance watched all day as he gobbled countless lives down, one by one. It disgusted Lance to watch, but it was not a sight to be seen on every single person in his town. James has been around since forever and he knows the stories.
