The sun rose again, chasing away the night.
The blood-soaked evening was now a thing of the past.
"Hey, Big Ears, I heard you got mind-controlled last night and almost got taken out by the Zombie Siren?" A random zombie called out on the street.
"Lies! That's slander, I'm telling you!" Big Ears shot back, clearly unwilling to admit anything. "With my skills? No way I'd fall for something like mind control."
"Then how come you got lured out of the city?"
"I… I was scouting for threats! If it weren't for me, the whole district would've been overrun by parasites. Everyone would've been in danger!" Big Ears declared, puffing up his chest.
The surrounding zombies didn't look convinced. Suspicion was written all over their decaying faces.
"Is that so?"
...
At the heart of the Los Angeles zombie nest.
