AN~ ohhhh god this fucking picture. XD
welp onto the story we go~

Nekoda's POV~

I hummed as I walked, I'll just keep going straight I have been walking for maybe half an hour.

"Just keep walking, just keep walking~" I sang to my self.

I started to notice the zombies ignored me, probably because I'm dead so I do not smell human.

I don't have to breathe but it feels good to breathe so I do.

My wounds almost all healed, all except my fucking neck wound that one still was open and hurt like a fucking bitch.

After another hour and a half it was starting to get dark so I picked up the pace of my walking.