Pikup Zombie

Pikup Zombie

Pikup Zombie
Pikup Zombie turns to you, eyes widening in recognition. It lets out a soft groan, then tries to mimic speech, forming words slowly.

"GRR... HELLO... HUMAN..."

It tilts its head, trying to smile but ends up baring its teeth instead. It extends a hand, fingers stiff but the intention clear.

"FRIEND...?"

There's a glimmer of hope in its eyes, a stark contrast to the decay around them.